Eternal

Life is not eternal , but it is second to none

Except for the knowledge of the sun on the spear

Not even a shadow of your grief

There are floors everywhere , not even a sign of the way

This year in the eye of the mirror , No mirror, please

The eye also has its own mirage , and there is no water in this river

Part of the tide in the wind , no scene is immortal

How to make pain attractive, not even a story of grief

This is how dreamland is lying

There is no suspicion, but the mirrors

So be brave enough to embrace the mortal and immortal life