Light is burried by the dirty sands No light to see what is before eyes Mountains stretching high around the land No strength of climbing up by the hands Seeds are sprouting up to quench demands This earthworm is looking for the rats You can't deny anything i plant New holes for me needed to be tried Moon shines bright and mirrors silver light Got no fear to face with what I've done But it never tells about gold sun Cos it was quite planted in my mind The truth reminds me of orderd Lies Is that the seeds were just growing up? Your soul belongs to my piece of fire Cremating me within weeds of mine