I wanted to know what to do,
Before the music halt,
Before the rhythm fades,
I wanted to know what’s next.
Because when the music ends,
When the song ran out of lyrics,
That’s when the pain strikes.
That’s when I start to lose,
Not just the battle,
But the whole war!
Before the music stops,
While my heart is beating,
My limbs moving,
My head rocking,
My eyes blinking,
I strike!
But- after the music stops,
The darkness sets in,
The cadence of suffering begins,
When the music cease,
Quietude reigns,
And pain wins!