We must leave this road.
Take the path on which I intend to go
A change of course, of course.
A change of plan.
Find a way to be alone again.
I've wallowed in the void for far too long,
I want to finally be reborn,
to finally take a breath in my natural form
If you want to run I'll take your legs so you would fall.
If you complain I'll take your hands so you can't crawl away.
Take this road with me,
it's empty for miles and miles
There's nobody near I can see.
The paper mask is slipping off my chin.