Coldness let me perceive my breath

I look around but norhing is here

Nothing but extensive blackfields

A threatened atmosphere lies over the land

where am I?



I awake in forgotten worlds

In which I walked in every dream

And I walk through silent fields

There is no hope - there is no fear



I only hear the ground grating under me

I run - but where? There - a light

I see the angel of death is saving me

But I know I will never come back

this is my world!