On the street of illusion I found nothing.
Again alone, dropped on the sidewalk.
I'm hurt by thorns, Bleeding on the dark.
I don't have more soul.
What I have? Nothing.
Who I am…
I am nothing!
Where I am…
I am Lost!
I'm very hot.
I am burning.
Now I’m feeling, The Hell is coming.
Now I’m back for nothing.
I prefer to be alone than in bad company.
Who I am…
I am nothing!
Where I am…
I am Lost!