Act III: "The Marching Truth"

no circumstance will change
my faith

and if my body would one day bend
my spirit never will

smooth lies rough truth
make your choice don't wait

the murk will reconcile you
with your guilts

the unargued truth ,the stolen memories
won't make you feel

the polar chill watched my birth
i flew through rivages and seas

i rose with the clouds (moving)
towards east

flying over every human head at least
i landed knowing now you'd have feathered me

but consciousness grows as i come
truth by my side

honoured, head high through the crowd
silence to answer your sights

sure i'll survive, (even if) i am the dying
placid (are) my eyes you (all) won't meet

pray it wont happen
or you'll understand The Lie

go, soothe your soul with jewels
and (farrish) dissolute habits

my frozen thoughts
softly shatter as they fall

the whole crowd don't
want to hear them

but in the few i confide
the righteous , they will

their hopes now cheered up
are priceless to see

and all this comes to prove
(i'll warn you, i'll guard you,i'm coming, comes the marching truth)
i am the marching truth
(i'm marching, almighty, all this comes to prove, i'm the marching truth)