The Charisma of Success
This illusion of time has no reason
If there was no history
Where will we start
Now that we know what we are
In a world where eyes never lied
Achieve something to be remembered
A burning ember
Reflection in your eyes
Time stands still
Once taught
Now vanished from sight
Pick it up
Pick it up
Run with this life
We have no time
Power to watch a sunrise
Power to put time aside
Control the shadows
The shadows of their disguise
We will become time
The beauty.The God
Faith to prove
I am my own obsession
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