I'm standing at a skyscraper Numb, Empty, Desolated. Kissing the sunlight of The said last twilight. I took a step, heard bellows As if someone in distress. Also a voice, saying "Take one more step" I was beguiled, As I raise my foot, shrieks There it is again. I'm intrigue to look, But it is already too late. Now then moon is staring, As the air meets my dermis, Newton's law is heaving me in. The last thing I remember, It is heebie-jeebies' warm skin. I open my hearing sirens, Drench with blood, I said "At last It is now over".
Loxias, to those who freed themselves from the voices..