I'm looking now where I have been
I try to see where I will go
This are two ways shrouded in fog
What is my existence's sense?
Every day I'm wondering, will there be a change?
Every hour, a loss of power - every day
Every day I'm wondering, will something new begin
Time is flying, minutes dying - every day
Unsure of my heart, unsure of myself
Wondering silently of what could be
I ask you now: is this life?
Meaningless, a senseless, useless way
Shattered nerves, but here I stay, every day
I will move on, the journey never ends
