Get the way
For get away
Is the form who the people look your war of stay

Praising a dry lake you get thirst
Walk in your law of get lost
And when you open your eyes
There will be nothing

Burn, this is nothing
Good night and have sweet dreams
And your eyes,still closed
Still closed
Never get up again

Think the life is sad
Can you see the horizon on the window of death?

Oh, the life is gone