Cold iron sawing my flesh,
A single bell rings far away
Bringing me the awakening,
I'm trembling from the thought
My body in mud, my soul in grief,
Suffocate me in the dark past
Mixing the poison for oblivion,
So I can get back to life.
Faces, Voices, Grids, clinging with teeth
Fog, Mud, Loneliness, beneath the darkness
The silence irritates me
and the light is too strong for my eyes.
Fate destroying nightmares
locking me down to a bed of nails
People in the sea of mud,
pulling me down to the hole of pain.
I saw the beautiful face in the deep,
the pain has turned to hate
Awakening hurts the same!
Shackles on my face, my hands are bound,
My counterpart is running in the fog.
There are no words, there are no memories,
everything is destroyed by the unknown.
Short steps in the fog, mud and loneliness,
will be the answer for this distress.