In illuminating gravity of flashlights and of glimmer The foreground will be filled with poison In elevating hated in terror and in constant tale The string will be broken and mold Humans can't see the future and this lack should not be my ruin But trust in the opposed won't be bearable As in my own side all hope failed Embracing the end, closer and closer but the falling will be endless Through sentences in past times to present, life is gathered in one key The choice of path