Faster, faster through the dark, through the night. So dark that vertigo hits, I lose my feet, There is rock all but in front. Where has my beacon gone, Has it fled from sight? Why would it leave me on such a night. I stand and move, i will always improve, But i can't, To move forth is too difficult, I fall to the side, Rock splits my skull, A ships great hull, all is lost. To focus is to hurt, To let go, drown in the mirk.