I'm going to light Did not have to give up In the dark, can not see anything Shadow moving on their own I can not control myself In my eyes empty I see nothing I will not give nothing to What do I do? black Tears white lips Or not? What is wrong with me? Where am I? Asking yourself these questions Enough, I'm scared? No, I'm not afraid. It's just not unbearable Breathe is not possible
Stop that, stop, tired From here there is no escape it's a maze
useless to resist hands shake, it's cold here? Or not? Tell me, help me! All, every day I'm here It's not terrible, but cold I was not bad and scary But no one returned from hither Just me here? Then who is back!?