Endless haunting nights upon us
Clock ticking so slowly, not even we can see the movement
Our bodies dripping with thick, green ****
It's as clear as glass, we are far from improvement
White walls as white as snow
****** clothes, a crash in the hall
It is clear, I took the hardest blow
Out of reality, I fall
And into a timeless sleep, I go.
Waking up is a different story
Pain in my chest, throbbing head
I felt as if I were dead
Perfect people haunting my glory
Bright lights, strange sounds
Yellow tiles on the ground
Strange bodies hovering over me
I guess that wasn’t the end of my story.