with a little bit of it on my hands.
My legs has always been trembling,
maybe power is not what they could contain anymore.
I forgot how many days have gone,
but never mind, I don't really care.
As if my thoughts are neglecting it,
my senses are getting dull and unfit.
Trapped in this tower of dreams,
I collapsed and my wings could only break.
The whispers echoing through my ears,
from the world I have travelled so far.
And I wonder if I should listen or not,
cause I am now so deaf that I fear they're just from my mind.