That's the end of my life The time to get out has just come The door are open Of my life, of my death That's happened out of me
I was born to die I've died to return The mystic of death
From the other side of the world My face's picture disappeared The matter doesn't exist now I joined the bevy Of alive and dead I don't search the retreat The peace of nirvana
I was born to die I've died to return The mystic of death
I was born to die
I know they're like me I can feel their presence, they can stay But I know I've got to go To return to become perfect What does it mean the perfact
I feel I return I'm leaving nirvana I feel I return To born as a baby? To born as an oldish?
