… two paths, two souls,
But in the distance they hear each other’s sighs.)
Two souls, two separate lives…
One struggles in mind and earthly plane,
Creates, builds, fights, rises again and again,
Forced to the ground, yet rises… yes he rises,
Because those behind him are not of the earth.
Sky-on vision fills the earthly reality,
Here everything plays, no joint is needed,
Childlike, yet blessed, eternal truth.
Legions of demons, battles through time,
In other worlds, yet he made peace with the devil,
Because the burdens they put on him only taught him,
And now he becomes the top and center of the new pyramid.
Yes, yes, floods of battles, uh, crows…
But someone joined him, the dead meet each other,
Two souls, two love, no fake play,
Because two honest souls together build new life.
Yes, you know, a bit of sky-on fiction,
For you, for us, striving for life, the beginning,
We rise, the pyramid slowly forms,
With us there is no difference, no judgment, only teaching.
Oh sorry, I may be harsh… hard mirror,
I know it may hurt… examples, mountains, the highest peak,
We wait for the wind from the sky…
Yes, yes, yes, a new pyramid rises…
If you make a mistake, or fall in front of them,
Our warriors from the sky intervene…
I cannot be broken… because what is behind us
Is greater than humanity…
Yes, yes, yes, this is sky-on fiction…
Projecting your life into the sky—
Two souls, one love, there is no falseness,
Yes, yes, fifty-fifty, union.