It is like a pure river
Flowing from the ocean of a dreamer's dream.
It is like the fountain of vision.
Rushing down for main mission
It is like your own peculiar future
Watching you for dear nurture
It that which raises your faith
To never resign to fate

It is meant for Achievers
Who God destine to be Masters
And are pristine Brands
It is meant for the Idealists
Who are great Transformers
It belongs...