The numbers are not silent

For him they mean beauty

Phenomenon - deviation from us

From what is natural



Please decide is it him, the prodigy

Or do you see a being you despise?



Looking down from the skyline

To structures so difficult to find

Those landscapes to remember

They remain the same forever

His mnemonic that you shall not understand



Vi veri veniversum vivus vici

Vi veri veniversum vivus vici

The universe of thought is waiting to be born

The land that's free of human faults

The orthodox views are ready to be torn

As a result of his mind's accomplishment



Seeing all the mistakes made by the others

Makes him feel uneasy

But the greatest questions, with no answers found

Insomnia... Where is the solution?



Vi veri veniversum vivus vici

Vi veri veniversum vivus vici

Without a thought he sees the world unknown

Such mental skills he's always had

Within this aural imagery he roams

Where the scale of cosmic and small unite



Vi veri veniversum vivus vici

Vi veri veniversum vivus vici

For a second so close of finding the key

To understand why he recalls it all

The riddle of human brain, still a mystery remains inside of him



The enigma of his mind

The sounds of those symbols

The voices depicting the numbers

The scenery of number six

These are the properties of savant

Mystery to us



Without a thought he sees the world unknown

Such mental skills he's always had

Could he teach them to me?

So that I could start to see