In my world of smoke, I don't see any kind of hope
It is all blurred, all beyond my vision; the horizon is too far to be reached
Intellects and emotions cold now, I can't control my body anymore now
And finally, my theory of negativity is proved
Will you believe me or shall I substantiate!
Can't you see destiny is another name of opaque, with no shadow; all hollow!
And smoke is everywhere, suffocating the brains
Making it hard to inhale, to breathe, and to feel the light
And when you are dead, it is too late because the soul is gone
And you will be lying there with your eyes shut, with your blood dried in your veins
Finally, you will realize, horizon was never your destination
It was just a path!
