Random's Manifest (part I)

Acid Death

Pressing my hands against my head

Trying to hear my heartbeats

I know that I don`t know

Only tomorrow knows

Life is a raging sea, no scedule, no turning back

I`m thinking what the others do

If they exist at nights

When I`m lying in bed

Life is shifting like the cloud

Mixed colors clear my mind, one year later I`m back

Seeing eyes I haven`t seen before

Space is getting shorter for me and them

Fate is working for what is written