My body is sailing like a living corpse
Which is waiting for the fire
To get free from the past
All i could say is i have to survive
Because the corpse are always burnt
When the body is died!
And i don't have dare to stab me twice!!
No complains i have
And neither any sorrow
Just wanna fly through the streets
Like an aimless arrow
To the shadows of dark where none was mine
So that i could open my self to count fractures