im standing in front of my wound, judging so ive asked myself could ive been better, my time could ive used it more?
all steps gone away and the hard relay only in my memory i cannot follow where they are, where they lead entirely
those ways from the are mixtured with modern sky machines and trains are walking above better
i already feel half in dieing, im searching if anything lost thats worth to speak still loud
seeing the polluted rivers seeing that pain as the gases penetrate the clear air i can only ask myself is there is worth it to think anything clear wooh im still doing my own in any faith cause step the bar cause i cannot be anyone else born
looking back on the past i can say that it collapsed you always need one more step to reach above the peak
how it is so much to stand but it is impossible i did all until believe i wanted a whole to keep something always comes to leak you proved to be the ephemere phenomene in the town have to see the end of light you cannot stay you cannot stay however much you wanna be
now im blaming my lacks beacause i was there and i could have do a little bit more didnt i did all i could? didnt i did all i was able for? i see now the end