The Mystic

That's the end of my life
The time to get out has just come
The door are open
Of my life, of my death
That's happened out of me

I was born to die
I've died to return
The mystic of death

From the other side of the world
My face's picture disappeared
The matter doesn't exist now
I joined the bevy
Of alive and dead
I don't search the retreat
The peace of nirvana

I was born to die
I've died to return
The mystic of death

I was born to die

I know they're like me
I can feel their presence, they can stay
But I know I've got to go
To return to become perfect
What does it mean the perfact

I feel I return
I'm leaving nirvana
I feel I return
To born as a baby?
To born as an oldish?

The mystic of life
The mystic of death