I believed in you like the sun embraces the day,
With the certainty of metal, steadfast and ablaze.
My
Just like the river
Now, how
For believing, I found gold in your eyes,
A gleaming treasure, without disguise.
In the parable of metal and passion,
Together, we forged our song.
Is it possible to cease believing, like cooled metal?
What will happen if belief is forsaken, understood
What new horizons will unfold like metal leaves?
A new current will flow through my veins, unparalleled.
Information, like leaves in
In this world, faith is like natural metal,
Making the unimaginable possible, an unreal dream.
Hope, like forged metal, is reborn,
Despite doubts attempting to cloud the connection.
I won't forget my essence, like remembered metal,
I can't fully enjoy that freedom.
I wish to be a fortress of beliefs, unbroken,
In a world where each day we are fewer, a worn-out reality.
Every day, a funeral for belief,
It's not my desire, not my preference.
That's why I'll persist, like resilient metal,
Nothing will separate me from my love, a believer.
And I hope you learn from me, as metal teaches,
Never let lies poison your vein.
However harmful it may be, like corroded metal,
Believe and believe, ceaselessly, in sustained dreams.
Everything can crumble around you, like earth giving way,
But don't let anyone snatch your essence, your faith.
This beautiful gift of belief, like precious metal,
Is a treasure you should always preserve, precious.
