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.