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
