Hey you, I`m not the same as i used to be I feel my threads to reality... are tearing... as if i dream about this life or i`m inside some other's night
I`m screaming loud, yet sound is off Gravity of life is holding low I do not hear... And silence falls... And if i close my eyes then world be gone
"I'm dropping wax on my hand like tears of pitch-blood juice But I don`t feel this pain... I can not feel any pain... Trace of time is easying down And i'm so tired of life And i'm so tired of life It`s time to say ... GAME OVER..."