[Instrumental Intro] [Dark Instrumental Development] [Vocal drop] Each of us carries a universe of hopes, fears, illusions. [Dark Instrumental Development] Even when they lie dormant, they leave a shadow — a subtle weight, quietly permeating our being. [Dark Instrumental Development] If left unchecked, These shadows begin to merge, forming a dark, insidious mist, slowly clouding the mind, pulling it toward endless doubt, endless regret. [Drop] [Development] [Cool down] To glimpse a path toward liberation, this tide must be stopped: To stop dividing the self. To gather the scattered fragments. To focus — with unshakable intent — on what is real, on what is here, on what it means to be alive... [Development] [Bright] I have found my own path. Imperfect. Unfinished. In a way, my snowboarding, is my first step to salvation. Even when I fall, I learn How to grow... [Development] [Outro] To focus — with unshakable intent — on what is real, on what is here, on what it means to be alive... [Drop in echo]
