When a tree falls and no one is around, does it make a sound?
When you fall and are pushed down, is there help?

What we see isn't the half of it.
What we see can be forgotten.
What we hear can be twisted.

When you're alone, is there truly no one there?
When you're staring into the dark, are you scared?

Every light goes out and every sound drowns out.
Every metal turns to rust.
Every night meets its dusk.

Who can save you?

None of us.