i know what you felt.
nobody understood you, nobody understands me. nobody understood and nobody understands what we have done, what we have tried to do.
and it's too late now.
DEAD SOULS ARE EVERYWHERE.
and it's too late now. .
like what you said once, 'i've got the spirit, but lose the feeling.'
im losing my favorite game, called life.
you tried something. you really did. even i wasnt there, i know what you've tried to do. but they didnt understand, they didnt want to and they didnt try to.
and it's too late now.
maybe you didnt realize what'd happen. well, i cant imagine what will happen next.
I FEEL IT CLOSING IN.
your voice. your screaming vocals. your teary voice. your hardcore-softporn vocals...
they're coming from deep inside, where your soul is. where your heart is. where your peace, love and empathy is.
you burnt out -just like kurdt kobane- because you knew life itself couldnt understand you. you have been trying to scream, but they laid you to the silence. the dark silence. the dead silence.
there were no choices but to pull the rope. and sleep.
sleep my friend.
just await me. because i'll meet you. somewhere, somehow.

i see you fade away.
dont ever fade away.
i need you here today.

walk in silence,
dont walk away, in silence.
see the danger, always danger.
endless talking, life rebuilding.
dont walk away.


rest in peace.