I feel like I'm about to die,
I look up at the sky.
The shadows crawl, the darkness comes,
The sun is pale and he runs.
The moon appears shining stronger
And the night is lasting longer.
Stars are falling, flames are torn,
Thousands of wishes are born.
Rivers flowing like a tear
Singing sadness, singing fear,
From the mountains cold and steep,
Dragging souls into the deep.
I search for the light; is hiding.
To a black hole fast is gliding.
I know it's not coming back
And now everything is black.
I'm going to an unknown place,
I travel fast through time and space,
Then moving slowly to the light,
I wonder: "How long is the night?"