I can't do the math, perfection doesn't last
My eyes are blind, and yet in a certain light
What does it matter, when all has gone decay
And why fear, if nothing stands in light of day
What matters at all, a world of emptied dreams
If I can't breathe, if I can't see, I wonder
What is left to experience, yet ponder
To then live being ever frozen inside
Or thaw releasing my cold spirit to fly
