Life Is A Journey Blind We Move Like A Moth Drawn Out From Its Cocoon Grave Into The Fire Of Lunar Night Towards The Shadow Of The Sun Guided By Echo Calls Whose True Sonic Golden Waves Reveals The Brightest Light- And Amid Obscurity Guides The Fickle Creature’s Flight Against The Dusk And Towards The Light Navigator Of The Blind Music Guides Our Aural Plight.
The Silent Singer 