I am the reflex of an immortal being
This organic matter only represents me
And while material hatred reigns in the depths of the prison
I grow in strength and transcend to equilibrium
Links with a constant present
Turn me off from an illusory future
I’m the owner just of what I have created
By the intrinsic understanding of my only property
Great is the mind, the wise mother
Strong is the flesh, ready to burn
Proud is the truth, like no other
Immortal is the being, path with no return!
To feel existence there's no need to touch
To die in flesh there's no need to beg a pray
Why be so fast? Do you really need this rush?
You can learn by words you never will say
“Come outside to see the path
You’ve crossed almost it all
Keep your journey away from Matha
Then soon you will arrive Omors!”