Sanoja: Ataris. Welcome The Night. Begin Again Form The Beginning.

I traveled to each road and the end of the earth
With no where else to go I looked back in amazement
When I finally realized how farther I had actually gone
I was still standing in the same place that I started
Till I found out and I cried out that there was silence
a definite silence... more brilliant than anything

And there was a bird with feathers bright and red as blood
At least that what you saw
I saw an angel on the whitest Novembers morning
And I heard her sing the sweetest cry as if she wanted to reach down
And tell me that it would me all right
And tell me it would be alright

I walked out and stared into the golden sun
I was blinded but enamored by its beauty
till I found out and I cried out that there was silence
a definite silence... more brilliant than anything

and there was a bird with feathers bright and red as blood
at least that what you saw
I saw an angel on the whitest Novembers morning
and I heard her sing the sweetest cry as if she wanted to reach down
and tell me that it would me all right
and tell me it would be alright