Из альбома: Misanthropic
A long dark tunnel
lies before me
through the pain of afterlife
I reach for the light
What was shall be again
though in a different form
erased and blank
I enter life
The path lies open I'm free to choose
from the multitude of options
to let my instincts guide me
through this long and winding walk
Greeted by depressing fear
can't go forward but can't go back
cold and dark remembrance
the years that pass before my eyes
My body grows weak and die
the cycle of death is complete
restrained in moral chains