I am walking trough The dark, Around me I don’t see I hear a voice It says: “Come with me, I will show the truth.” I am going to the direction of the voice but I stop and another voice starts: “Come to me, I can give you anything.” I choose my way, I fell in a trap, I made the wrong choice Now I understand, There wasn’t any wrong choice, Depends on what you believe.
Now you choose your own path. I can’t stop you, No one can, Choices are important and nobody can interfirm you.
The voices were in my head, I feel bad, Colapsing into the floor and then No one heard about me anymore.