4 acessos
What I've tried to see
And I want to be
All I tried to know
And I lost control
I want, too see
Behind, the door
It waits for those who know
There's no thing as control
See the things that you fear
And the things will come clear
Now I've come to conceive
All the things you can't perceive
Walk away those who fear
when the truth is so near