Mystery is so secretly kept by the wind, moving through different ages to a time beyond your mind. And once again it creates a scene for people to act and live within. But, the frame we leave behind, is it fit for life?

People change and are rearranged, and adapt to the evolution, but will the quality of flife remain? If we put our mind far, far back in time you will see the way we have changed our lives. Can you see, can you see the line.

We have our moment to be here. We all profess to be free, but we can see the machinery moving fast, moving fast. You will see. We move towards the future when we realise: - we are heading for the end. When it comes to me I got to set my mind free to decide if it's good or bad that evolution is going mad. And I will tell you if your eyes can't see through the blinding light. And now you are standing here and you don't understand. Your mind is blank. You deny what you see and say it isn't true.

Can't you hear: - Warning! Warning! Time and mind that is all that we need.
Time is running and we can only go down on our knees and pray that this world will remain.
- Warning! Warning! The future you don't want to see.

We can all see the evolution and what it means. The expression from the crystal ball is showing you the final fall. Machines are growing. A computerized successor in my brain is telling me how to move my face, react, control and speak my words. And one more time you denied the existence of the fool.

Can't you hear: - Warning! Warning! Time and mind that is all that we need.
Is it too late?

Oh, I remember a time so long ago now, when we had the green grass and air to breathe. A time for me to live. We can never return. Wen we are now looking back we regret the steps we took back in time. We are searching for a feeling we can't find. Get hold of the time. Oh, I'm computerized to commit a crime! Deep down, deep down you will find the fragment of your life.

Oh, I am sitting here with my empty mind in this cold room trying to find what's left of me. I have plenty of time to live, since injections are keeping me alive, like a working machine I am. Oh, lord! Help me to die because I have no access to that file.