You dream of heaven when you are in hell.
What do you dream of when you are in heaven?
You nurture a hope when you are in hell.
What do you aspire for when you are in heaven?
Fear eats the soul
and a question troubles the mind:
What if you open the window, just once,
and the moment flees away?
In hell, in heaven, in chains,
in the blink of an eye
called life.
