I can't believe
this dreamless sleep
will be my destiny.

I want to breathe
in the sweet air
and I want to feel
this emptiness
being filled with joy and dreams.

There's no delight
in trying to fight
to leave it all behind.

Seeing the signs
we tried to hide,
and on our knees we prayed:
"Oh not this time!"
But history
will repeat itself once again.

The search goes on,
there's no escape.
We rise, we fall.
And find our ways.
No truth, no lies.
Thoughts live and die.
Our life's divine,
we will be fine.