Transition

I'm lying on the blue sky it's in my eyes
looking on rainbows and gestures of demons
I'm starting to pass through disguises of people
I don't want to pretend that i'm one of these sleepers.

wounds are growing so fast on my young body,
I'm starting to pass through dimensions of love, to study
reasons of life, to feel the compassion, my hands are
in my blood, I'm sick of infection

of thousands words that remained unspoken.
I can feel their pain, I see their lives broken,
They wanted to cry, but they chose a bomb dropping, you see
everything changes, I believe some day they'll join us...

Your hand is in my hand, my heartbeat is your rhythm,
vibes of this world resonate with your loving credo,
step by step we will get to those bright beacon
which shines us all way, calling us through the night in dreamings,

violet color is deep in your eyes glowing
it's flowing to my mind, you will never reborn here,
now we are on top and so close to transition, you see
density is open, there are no intermissions.