Disregard the error of not remember
To drop into oblivion
If already exhausted the days of struggle
It's because it's time to get up

Like the sound of a horror story
Than an hour over. Quitter
Drawing from its own aways
His own fate - clear and evident

Trace honest you
Will certainly appear
Because in the end one is left standing
Who realy wants to live?

Anesthesia inherent to routine
There's something eternal
Awakening even if it's late
Awake!