I walk alone in a dark field
Without ever coming to an end
Hours and hours spent walking
And figuring out where I could arrive
Fog and anxiety are rising
Such as the fear of dying now
Wind howls in my ears
While I find my way into nothingness
Thousands of souls are beside me
And I step through them
Without seeing reactions
I do not think they can't hear me
I call them, they turn around
But they don't respond
Am I invisible or not? Answer me!
Am I real or incorporeal? Answer me!
I do not understand where I am
I do not understand what I am