coldness let me perceive my breath
i look around but norhing is here
nothing but extensive blackfields
a threatened atmosphere lies over the land
where am i?
i awake in forgotten worlds
in which i walked in every dream
and i walk through silent fields
there is no hope – there is no fear
i only hear the ground grating under me
i run – but where? there – a light
i see the angel of death is saving me
but i know i will never come back
this is my world!