I will be empty
So much that is empty
My energy is s**ed towards a black hole
In my brainstorm
Collapsed wires
My ruined signs
And now I don't sleep
My dreams are defective
The morality's dagger in synchronous with the fear
Afflict low
Somebody, somewhere to something
Useless searching
The last way in a paper labyrinth
I'll burst the walls
Straight make the playing-field
Oh, no
They said: "It's contrary to the rules"
Yet, I try
I survive my own weakness
My soul moves into a free tree
And blowing in the wind...
Every light is blinding
Every voice is deafening
In my obscure memories' pictures
Every colour you are
The past drys on the wall
Smoke is a cloud I'm hiding behind
They play with stolen thoughts
I save myself from the time-thieves
I said the last word
The tune is recorded
The door is closed
Thoughts are dancing inside