desperate call of the parallel world to the awakening we will see face to face with myself something that push [pushes me up!] I don't see anything [anything else!] and I don't get to [don't get to return!] Frustrated attempts walls shrinking; affliction being squeezed. died by the regret; without anything to complain, you had the choice; what's the use of protest to return behind? the fight continues... To struggle against, to scream outside, It don't works!