when everything seems to drive me far away
when everyone claim to straighten my mind
I keep my thought iN the unconscious' depths
from where a day everything will rise as mist
the fog is hiding my weak and confused will
I cannot feel the surrounding bafflement
I can't apprehend what's happening in my mind
I'm only sure everything will rise as mist
I'll rise like fog
which pierce your fate
I will bewilder