Everything is just a game,
A game with an end.
The game where i'm face to face with death,
Like every breath is haram,
Like i come downhill.
Some say mortal, some say angel.
My only goals is to live in peace.
I who couldn't cry, started to cry like mortals.
It hurts all over me, this body feels the disapperance.
Then he remmembers that the ending was bad.
What did the ending look like that scared us so much.
What if there really isn't an end,
If we only live in our head that end.
It hurts now every bit of me, every part of me bleeds.
If i am the unknown then what am i?...
