SINKING INTO THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF NOWHERE
LIKE A STONE
MY SHOES MADE OUT OF CONCRETE
AN ENDLESS FALL
A BARREL WITHOUT ANY BOTTOM
BLURRED VISION VAGUE RECOLLECTION
STRANDED ON A NAMELESS SHORE
A PLACE FULFILLED WITH EMPTINESS
OUR DISTANCE IS INSUPERABLE TWISTED THOUGHTS
AND YOUR MIND DRIFTS INTO NOWHERE
BLACK SAILS ARE SET
PIRATES OF A SUNKEN WORLD
SAILING UNDER A BURNING FLAG
REGARDLESS OF THE CONSEQUENCES