My pathway is not straight
Another bend appears
I slow down and pass vivid dreams
Meaningless sounds, wild murmur of voices
Stick all round my lips, leave powerless
The hostile prophecy is being fulfilled
It makes me be wrong as for what is light what is shadow
Up there leaden sky
cries and joins Hell
Taken sweetness drowns in the waves of anger
Track of the White is lost, no destination
Smile went ashy pale a vain attempt to scare me
I feel nothing
I know enough
