What we see

Beauty is the image
That we make of oneself
We trap our bodies like a hostage
With no help

Knowledge is the mind
That create us all as one
We twist and we twine
In a scarce and free motion

Dreams are the reality
That we create to see
Like an unsolved casualti
We have no meaning to be

Life is the beginning
Of a new world to come
At the start your now winning
You must keep on going,run

Death is the end
Of the world we see
Full of destruction,and sin
So hopeless like a bee

Birth is the onset
Of a new worlds generation
To let it fail, we must not let
With no obliteration

End is what I write to you
But not the end of time
This is what I give to you
Everything that is mine