3 am
And still up
What must be going on
I must wonder

Deep silence
With just a small breeze of wind
I walk towards the valley of shadows
As I begin my mysterious journey

I ask myself
Why am I doing this
Who knows
The answer may be up ahead

My mind blanks out
Staring from afar
As I try to move
I remain paralyzed

Oh, how did I end up like this
I shouldn't have gone out
I might be either seeing the graveyard
Or the Warzone itself