Discovery
Vladimir Guzman
Nilodekod ta ilotnawel
Nilopaku kerodo hel
Nilodekod simado tawel
Niloberat impahutel
The door I found to the times of yore
Coded into beeping crates and cords
It opened my mind to our stories gone
Testimonies of the pain we inflicted upon
Our own selves. Our own lives were destroyed
Glimpses of bombs explode
Ashes of truths that lay to rot
Echoes of the life we lost
Rot slowly in our minds
Burning with the dying sun
The door I found to the times of yore
Coded into beeping crates and cords
It opened my mind to our stories gone
Testimonies of the pain we inflicted upon
Our own selves. Our own lives were destroyed