Disregard the error of not remember To drop into oblivion If already exhausted the days of struggle It's because it's time to get up Like the sound of a horror story Than an hour over. Quitter Drawing from its own aways His own fate - clear and evident Trace honest you Will certainly appear Because in the end one is left standing Who realy wants to live? Anesthesia inherent to routine There's something eternal Awakening even if it's late Awake!