So many thoughts, that I conceive,
So many, that I'd not want to believe...

Depression, invading my mind, from somewhere.
Everywhere I go. Everywhere...

Snow.
A motionless water in flow...

Give it a name!
I dare say to you...

A mighty path I must tread,
One that I might fail, and be dead...

A clear blue sky, clean
While the Sun draws a line...

I ride through the everglade, oh, bliss.
A march slowed by sight, oh, bliss...

The mists of a sight
deceivingly far...

My mind
in a perpetuous mobility...

I exist because I am;
A dreaded feeling...

He stood at the table
The menage in gloom...

A fiery glance, shot from afar,
reaching to hit the warrior...