last thing i saw this winding road goes through that valley ahead.
this day what fear.
i’m already dead.
what shock to find i’m free.
cut loose from the binds i invented for me. this now.
i claim.
in love.
insane.
kicked down thank you.
i would have been so lost without your pain.
«your lies are too much for you» he says
«twisting tree this wind world» eyes blinded
