I surrender, my life is at an end. I cannot remember the message sent.
Our past is dead, as a future portents, I cannot help wonder upon reasons.
This world is not a source of divine light. It now offers nothing but a treason.
This heart returns to black as a day turns night. I am alive, passing seasons.
Life is better than it appears, but I also need to move along. Gone.
Je
Suis
Fini
