What is?
What was?
Where is that vivid look?
We came, we saw what all these visions took!
They cry in fear hoping for mercy
and how you scream, you beg for silence.

Whatever happens please foresee,
only [bad word] your enemy.
Whatever happens please foresee,
only [bad word] your memory.

Confront me with this sort of madness,
unkind indeed to be this helpless.
I know, I want my little world back,
this place of light where life is intact.

No heart - no pain!
I think I am insane...
So still - my shell!
One step closer to [bad word] #33;
My rage, my hate have a rendez-vous with fate.
My fear stays here, you [bad word] too late.