[Written by: Radu, Alex & Andrei.]
VERSE 1:
"I followed every string of possibility
Each sour sip of bliss infinity
But what becomes of me?
What will become of me?
Fall
Dark
Sky
Fall.
VERSE 2:
The Man-made law denies reality
Each carbon-life is probability
But what becomes of me?
What will become of me?
Fall
Dark
Sky
Fall.
BRIDGE 1:
Decomposing black -
It's the final cut.
BRIDGE 2:
Guess I’m gonna lay down and die.
Last time!
I'm losing the day in hand,
I scorched what was left in me
With nothing beyond death
I am gone.
What will become of me?
OUTRO:
What will become of me?"
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