I know that I was fine before it all became torn.
I was fine before this world was reborn.

I know that I was fine before.
Before skies in human eyes were devised.

I knew that I was fine before.
Before life and death started,
knocking on my door.

Not today. Please.

Do you ever listen to the sounds your head makes?
Did you ever listen for the one in the back
while you were in the black?

Don't underestimate them, dearest reader.

I knew that I was fine before.
I that was before
that I fine
no more.