This place is loud of a deathlike silence The air is unbreathable and heavy Remains of a past life all around Books and pictures of last witnesses My eyes are gazing all around Looking for a shine in the dark I'm lost in this forgotten place Frozen in time with memories I step in this old room that I already saw Everything is familiar to my mind I remember, there, was standing something On the other hand, something else Marks of life Now buried and dead Left behind by mortal hands Stuck all around there Traces of past Remembrances of existence There are footprints in the dust And they are mines