I have been growing with uncertainty,
The echoes whisper—I won’t be forever young.
One day, my vision will fade into the unknown,
Will God still guide a lost spirit,
Carving its way through the void?

Up and down, I run into darkness,
No light, no direction—what am I chasing?
Letting myself fade into the silence,
No waves, no flames, only shadows remain.
So lost in this darkness, so lost in this paradise.