• For me time has come,
    Air is full of something new
    Unknown fear became my wish,
    Inside and out
    For that I am gone.

    Singing has stopped
    Something moved
    See or act blind
    Death came.

    Now, trying to escape,
    Ruthless feelings of grayish colors,
    Without knowing my true self
    Fear became something new,
    New, meaning off my life, my true wish.