Aathma pt. III: One With The Light کے بول

This new me can’t be defined This new me can’t be described Movement of the mind Fire in my chest My hands become my eyes My body heals As I connect myself with all that ever was This painful transformation I survived to my own lies Effortless, I leave behind the mourn And walk away from the singularity I once believed Now I can see I feel I crossed the line My heart vibrates with all My soul is not contained within the limits of my body Instead, my body is contained within the no limits of my soul