It almost felt like a desert in the middle of a stormy night
with all the noise of silence, the darkest hours constantly passed
the bitterness of  intoxication became a daily dose
because the strong wind stole all the affirmation of foolishness
even the fragments didn't make sense anymore
the soul was barren and tormented but it didn't matter
nothing made sense until that longing face showed up
and in a split second, the demon asleep inside the chest started to beat again.