Nimetön

Once i chose day without looking into my past.
It displayed me alone drawing out my space.
Once i chose night without caring about my past.
It displayed pain raining down with a haste.

Now i can only see my future on my hands.
It shows me rebellion of no-one's lands.
I thought i know my inspiration
which could have saved us from destruction.

But now i can see no-one near me,
i lost everyone who stand around me.
Weak chains i did not check back then
are now only memories of last standing men.

I roamed free until i found a wall
where i couldn't hear the whispering call.
Where is that voice, my guardian angel?
Am i now on the road or in the end of hell?

I could choose from left and right
which are compared to day and night.
I like both of 'em, i don't know what to do.
I must decide it now, because death takes me soon.

But soon i fall on my knees
and listen how my soul screams.
Tears are cutting off my injured face
while loneliness is finishing my own grave.