Anxiety,
Anxiety...

When you go along
See a point...

A deep breath with arms outstretched,
Leaning so gravity took me...

Prepared,
This is the final run through...

You know that state of mind,
Where it feels like the end of time...

What happened.
Back then...

Flooding back,
Partly through my eyes...

Green hills rolling,
Under my feet...

Finnally released,
Lying down...

Left out,
Always...

Angel of Death,
Cover me with your wings...

I think its gone
I don't feel the emptyness in my gut...