What's once was, now is.
What is to come, has now past.
The present is now uncertain,
for the past and future intertwine.
What was once hidden, now wants to be found.
What was not to be known, yearns to shout out loud.
What was once burning inside, may soon be extinguished.
For the only thing to keep the desire alive,
is to reveal and find the truth.
It's been always out there, waiting to be found.
Or was it a question of wanting to find it.
Time was the healer, so can it burn you.
To kill the flame and to relight it all over again.
Like a phoenix reborn, shall I begin...