The flesh of that wich trascends

Freed from the master mind that enslaves the weal

Were taken to an age without a name... a kingdom for those souls
Healed, elevated in awareness and knowledge.

Among the soulles we have questioned, among the ashes and bones
We have amazed us to se the impure fall one by one.

Dont want staked, we reject chains

What they call light x2
We want to live without tyrants who obey or kings to worship

For the first time the servants are not silent anymore.
We are the masters of our conscience, we want to confess that we are not the
only ones,
We reflect the acts of pur ancestors

Freedom goes beyond the flesh, all brother, equal at mind

Freed from the unconsciones human qualities

Without judge we born in the false ligth, wisdom comes from the dark path but
consciousness born for thse who ink the flesh with that duality

I AM NOT SLAVE TO THIS PLANE, MY SCREAMS ECHOES IN ALL AGES