Friends of mine
I have died
You know I'm here for your protection
Here in resurrection
In this world unfair, I glow
Now I'm a luminaire, although
Pain is hard to swallow
I walk these streets and now I reach the end
I think no one will ever walk these streets again
It's cold plus hard to trust weak hearts of men
Everyone has their own thoughts, and that is fine
How much more thinking until I'm rid of this pain of mine?
I walk a street that has no signs
And no light, so I must shine in the dark myself
Everyone has their own position, and some have no help
The street is lonely and no one here to care
That's why I'm forced to be a luminaire
I must illuminate for my own light
And my mind moves at the speed of light
Each second, is infinite
The only way to move is without fear
The only way to smile, without tear
See the light dies many times
But always resurrects to shine
No pain too deep to fix
Like a great phoenix
May it shine upon me, my street, and all who need me
Book of light, no one really knows me until they read me
Avoid the wealthy
Worship money instead of time
Die rich and blind
I prefer to die poor, never wasting a moment I've kept
Since you never know which is your last moment left
And the people in darkness of nightmare and despair
Never hesitate to call on the luminaire
When life's not fair he cares
Doesn't have to be god to answer prayers
But on the street of life one thing I must confess
No one can finish until the intersection with death
