Life does not have to be that lonesome journey
Cults accompany this theatre called world
As a nature of being we’ve made those cults
To evoke and to become one with essence
Don’t be nostalgic over the good old times
Winter will gone and summer will shine again
Seize the day and expect the least from all
As it’s your only certain since Babilon
Trust the matters and your instincts will guide you
Illuminate thyself and all the others
In this earth abundant of cults and paths
Make your own way and carry on until the end…
