Basically, everything is going wrong and your only heart is gone. It’s out of reach and it’s grown. But you didn’t break down, you pressed on and you found out that everyone preaching God had turned off all their lights. Or they have buried their teeth inside a contradicting life. Wait: don’t gnash your teeth and waste away. Have you fallen asleep with a dagger in between your bones that was thoughtfully placed by your own finesse? Watching all the sparkles start to fade and everyone loses their way, the monsters that they make... Well, don’t blame the wine glass for the drunkard; dig up your bones watching all the new become mundane. And the sun turns into rain, distances don’t fade, what’s golden is now gray.

Don’t gnash your teeth and waste away, don’t gnash your teeth and waste away. Have you fallen asleep with a dagger in between your bones that was thoughtfully placed by your own wretched finesse?

Walk on and you’ll never walk alone.