Time Machine

I came here to talk
To speak off my voice and my mind
All questions why
Now have the answers

If the God was a master
Maybe then I could easily breath
But a God is just a God
Sometimes I creep in the dark

Values and calmness
The bubbles of the peace
Goes to my head
Like the wind in the trees
Wind into my soul
Destroying my mind
And now I cry
Cause now is the time
The end of time

If the God was a master
Maybe then I could easily breath
But a God is just a God
Sometimes I creep in the dark [x3]