Looking at the horizon, waiting for answers that never appear
What's the meaning of life?
Are we the result of an almost impossible chance
At one point in the vast universe?
Our existence is nothing more than a sigh
Within the eternity of creation,
An instant of life surrounded by death and emptiness
Those who know the answers live among us,
Those who possess the knowledge watch us in the shadows
We live blinded behind a curtain of confusion,
Our ancestors knew the answers
For millennia watching the sky they waited for the return of the architects,
The secrets of ancient gods are still among us
Everything is written,
Only who is able to see beyond will be able to unmask them
The truth lives within us, encoded and hidden is the answer
Our existence is ephemeral and our most precious asset is us
Do not waste time looking for codes far from us
For millennia watching the sky, we're waiting for the return of the architects,
The secrets of ancient gods are still among us