Slowly beneath my feet
The ground moves
The ground shakes and stirs me
I myself lay prefectly still
Awaking from this nightmare
While I breathe in my last breath
I would be able to feel no more and no less
While I breathe in my last breath
I feel my heart slow down until the last beat reaches its peak.
Still I was on the ground, slowly fading into nothing at all
I my soul was lilfted that night.
Now what was on that floor was no more but ashes of mine that have been torn.
