Seeking of humanity
Embryo of the primal fault
Dreadful and hi-dden reality

Sheltered in a nest of deceit
Our deep selves are lying

Sapiens blurs his sight
Ignoring his existence
Is constantly heading for the naught

Underlying Reality

This is a vague concept
The birth of humankind
Is an error
Our flesh envelop
Is the (only birdcage)
Which does not let it stretch its wings

Totally muddy thus seeking its own rebirth
Sigmund's nurture, brought a light in the morass
And since we are newborn we clutch Sublimation

Seeking of humanity
Embryo of the primal fault
Dreadful and hi-dden reality

Sheltered in a nest of deceit
Our deep selves are lying

Sapiens blurs his sight
Ignoring his existence
Is constantly heading for the naught

Underlying Reality

The heat of womb is the first matrix
Troughout the life we must develop
From a cocoon to a Chrysalis
And Maybe one day we will trenscand

Human condition
We'll discover
A new kind of thought
We'll touch light or
As a moth, Icarus.
Our stumpy wings
Will crush and burn
Parody of flight
And the door won't open

On the threshold, vulture oversees
The grand keeper entomophagous
Devours the livers of our true Father.
We purely betrayed Prometheus.

This is a vague concept
We’re our own Pandora’s box
Phylactery of Elpis confined
If we wash our sins
And grab His hands
We’ll sublimate

“A hand from mud emerges
Before my fading eyesight
It is so cold
I know it is my savior…
Something becomes clearer this my own
Helpful Hand”

Seeking of humanity
Embryo of the primal fault
Dreadful and hidden reality

Sheltered in a nest of deceit
Our deep selves are lying

Sapiens blurs his sight
Ignoring his existence
Is constantly heading for the naught

Underlying Reality

Is now completely clear