Heroes!
on the past where you are now?
fell on way, their names in mud
principle they, always preached
nobody needs of their art
who surived thinks other
other aspire to the throne
in the end of clownery
they'll get nothing!
*here are longer stones
here are deepest hollows
among the snow-while clouds
could you tell me about
some day every man
will stay on this land
will be alone here
ancient wisdom is near
Anchorite, tell me way?
When
night comes to here I
close my eyes to see the world
from there spirits walk
my teacher talks me: "Live and learn"
i feel his soul in every thing
he glaves me power and the might
and I beleive in his words
my teacher's cosmos.