Now I cross into existence, Now I cross into beyond
I walk the miles into the unknown distance
My eyes are shut, glued to the core of the invisible world
The eyes of the underworld are staring at me
Lurking into the realm of desire, hankering my pure innocence
There is no natural rhythm of evolution and unfolding
Blindness’ is a perpetual wheel of development
The only eternal teaching that the visible world has
The eyes of the underworld are seizing all hope
Like an army of the death they are endlessly interfering
Victoria Odey 