I woke up in pain, as the last sunset’s gone. I’m trapped inside this horrible haze. And this haze is chocking me to d**h. Bounded by the moon. Embraced by the earth. Abandon by lies. Washed by the relentless time. The earth’s scars muddle with the wind. Inverse process of a long gone rite. And the haze pulses. My scars reopened by the crash. Healing. Slowly, as I feared for my own d**h. And it sung like this: Everything just stays. Everything just flows. No one would care. As no one has never known. So, let it go. Set your corpse to rest amongst the Blackwood eternity.