THE VOID

Sinking my body into the graveness of this gloomy season Ending incomplete with indications calm Sinking my body into the history that's carved behind me Implicitly promising an existence of stagnation Walking to, walking away Slow and stifling pace Walking to, walking away Destined to vanishing away Sinking my body into the defects that always lie inside me Watching a world that's skeptic about birth and death A forgotten sequence of landscapes and escape Silence and escape, craving and escape Walking to, walking away Slow and stifling pace Walking to, walking away Destined to vanishing away Walking to, walking away Slow and stifling pace Walking to, walking away Destined to vanishing away Just stand up, Just stand up Exposed to acute trouble Just stand up, Just stand up Standing up from nothingness from nothingness