How did I fall
How did I come to this?
I have thought past was a past
Now I'm taking a look into the gla**
Searching for a light
Some kind of my delight
Which I can't find
Now I can see myself
In the mirror of my sins
Wind recalls my deeds
An abstract of my life
All is spoiled and destroyed
Now I see what I have done
As I stand here, I'm living dead
My heart is black and soul is fading
Is it real? Or is it sum of all my fears?