Moonlight Prowler

Nights and days thinking about my ife...
Like an human that I could talk,
Even using no words.

Worlds colliding inside of my head
One of them seems to be dead
Without no explanation

To all things that change,
When someday we are standing
Away from our choices and wishes.

But wisdom not wasted,
Never feeling misplaced
In life...

Like a night
Falling, over the wings of a storm
That stole your sanity.

(Over) The daylight is a blade
To blind the eyes of a strange
Warrior, fighting with yourself in
A night to keep the pride,
Caught in a space of time to get the answers to be found.

Brain is a machine that guides
The human to understand only
What he wish to hear.

Mind's a labyrinth trapped inside
Our lives just when confusions
Are bound to get much bright...

So show us the way
How to see the eternity,
Cause religions someday will be dead!

Killing onde each other,
Like enemies or brothers in fight...

Just moonlight prowlers,
Searching for the answers in
A night with the day flame...

Wrong or right it will depend
From who are conviced or pretend
All the time to understand,
The mystery has a key...
We can find it someday before destroying what we see!