Here I am, crawling in this tunnel, in a desperate need of light;
I am lost in my suffering, but still hoping that end might come by.
This profound darkness is pushing me towards the oblivion;
Left breathless, I’m turning into a nullifidian.
My insides, they are turning into ashes gradually;
And the hidden monster of mine, may come out steadily.
I wonder what might happen when I’ll reach my last breath;
Will there still be a new sunrise, a new day or just death.
There’s a chance that I might end up failing, I know;
But a bend is not the end of the road.
Now my despondent eyes, they can sense the light;
I’m gonna get to the end, that’s the thought on my mind.
And I thought, I could get away from this bane;
But nearing the end, I discerned that the light is from a train.