The parts of truth explode so bright.
They bring our likes to the world we've got we thought.
But we've forgot who should we be among the ones.

Who are they? The creatures inside - fighting.
They want me to retreat.
What the heck are you doing in me?

Who are they? The features inside - fighting.
They want me to succeed.
What the heck are you waiting in me?

You'll need to see.
I will invite, leave satisfied.
Will introduce you all to me to break the myth.
Pathfinding peace in voided depth.

So slowly running me regress.
Still loosing sense in all this mess.
We barely hear each other (we barely hear each other).
Never admit mistakes, being violent, completely deaf
or just too silent to speak up.
Without finding a compromise, in the smiles been hiding.
When I thought I've found something to protect
and to take care of...
Seconds passed and now it's burning disappearing dust.

We have to stay on lights inside.
We have to stay on lights inside.
In ourselves.