Death is strange,
Death is time, death is like a flame,
We were born innocent,
But as the clock hand travels,
The wave of sin comes by,
Surfing into your heart,
Like a fire, small fire,
It eats up your heart,
Consuming every part of your soul,
Anger
Hatred
And Fear
It burns,
The is no running away
There is no exit
It will hunt you like a shark as your life drift away,
Only time has the power to stop it,
But time never stops,
Death is time.

Have you ever felt  lost,
When you don't know what you are doing,
When you don't actually know why you are doing something,
Meanwhile your the body control is still yours,
But your actions belong to somebody else.

You are trapped in your own body,
A sensation like never before,
Screamed for help,
Unlucky,
Your body belong to somebody else.

You look into your mind,
A really beautiful figure of someone,
Someone that has lost everything in his life,
You saw a someone, someone that belongs to you,
No, it belongs to someone else.

Then the fear covered your soul,
And eat every single bits and pieces of you,
You can't do anything,
You can't help it,
Until the time came and take you away.