In the world of Love I was born;
In the world of Pain I came;
In the world of Reality I walk;
In the world of Thoughts I Live.
In the world of changing color I sleep;
In the world of myself I reflect;
In the world of darkness I search;
The brightest fire ever seen.
Oh, God you are there;
To Generate, Organize and Destruct;
The world of reality within unreality;
Flowing in the ocean of unknown.
Oh, God give me the pot;
With a drop of nectar, sweet and cold;
Let me drink, sing a song;
Let me dance, sleep a lot.
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