Through the spectre of the silence
We have gone to new aspect
Sharpen brain for not be mindless
We enjoy the retrospect

As a wave the system goes
Music too, you know, like strings
From the top to tips of toes
We create and share our dreams

For the sake of solid structure
People holding bastions
Selling summer for defracture
Of a wavelid universe

But the darkness where we being
We created so as fed
Can't stop minds with joyful giggling
Till what someone calls "an end"