We Are The Fingertips Of Blind Illusion,

Don't Look For Me In A Human Shape, I Am Inside Your Looking.

There Is A Basket Of Fresh Bread On Your Head, Yet You Go Door To Door Asking For Crusts.

Everything That You Want, You Are Already That.

You Don't See Your Own Face, Your Own Beauty Yet, No Face Is More Beautiful Than Yours.......... .

The Final Flight Make Your Last Journey From This Strange World Soar For The Heights Where There Is No More God Has Created Your Wings Not To Be Dormant As Long As You Are Alive You Must Try More And More To Use Your Wings To Show You're Alive.