If I ever do what they want… What will happen to me, There is silence and stars, They are too deep in my mind.
If I ever believe in their lies. Will I see world as see it those blinds? There are flies Signs were rotten. Too few…
What will happen if I ever die? Will the love of my life even feel? And what if the love is a lie? Will that depth be able to kill? Something that guides me in darkness. Will I see light in my afterlife? Or I find the pain in burning hell?
I’m me and I won’t be as it wants. I’m me and I fell as I was. There is nothing to hide And to feel There is nothing… to cry