In short Wake me up I didn't choose my ending to witness it indifferently, staying deaf Every single moment is shorter as my breathe in this water dungeon And from the other rope's end you wait for the moment you could tell me: Welcome back Havent't chosen my ending for witnessing it indifferently, staying blind The last drop replaces the air and the last voices replace my fear And I await you for you from the other rope's end Last genuine direction in what seems to be gorgeous and peaceful nothing Aware that even that action would have been rewarded Haven't chosen my ending, I only chose its beginning 8.11.1423 Unknown coordinates Pacific ocean