Surrounded by the cold
The chalky moon fights the dripping sun
Surrounded by the cold
The chalky moon fights the dripping sun
In that instant time slows
Possibilities become endless
My streaming consciousness is surging energy
Black walls
Stretching skin
Muted soul
Submerged in the warm embrace of my end
My expression now dim
They promised me more than this
I've left nothing behind
My body left useless
Scraping moss from my sides
It's too late to turn back
It's too late to turn back

INVIA LE CORREZIONI