Messengers Of The Light

I have to cross
Understand how to die
And left to the cell with the body
I have to hear
To prepare the something
Of all love
To have a strong
For living something can grow
To cross the line
To the hidden can of pit
In the world that I will die
Where I will die
And I will submit
The hidden soul
Beyond the space
And underground
Beyond the system
Of my end
I have to cross
Understand how to die
And left to the cell with the body
This is
Our love
This is
Our future