Why does each journey start with an unknown course?
Why do so many prayers remain unheard?
How can we explain, without to undertand?
And what does it means, when all comes to an end?

Is knowing worth the price it costs, to stare inside Pandora’s box?
Does yearning means to guide us to the knowledge of the paradox?

Who decides which life is worth to fight?
When do we finally come to own insight?
What kind of choice does really make a sense?
And where can we find our way to discernment?

Is knowing worth the price it costs, to stare inside Pandora’s box?
Does yearning means to guide us to the knowledge of the paradox?