Ironic, if thy seek for
Ironic, the ultimate
Master from master to master and master
Is it only in the polarity
Calling to like to the Double-Negative
Do you plan to be, maybe, underground
Let’s hope, only, for now, the blink
Of solar, but what about, what
The place that I need to be and the truth of a reality
Undead of the peace, I call to the, Almighty
Maybe do not believe, in your unknown
Rolling time and space
The bust begins after five
I won’t say never but surely damn forever