I have been five month in this forest
And I know am going insane
The trees so thick, they block the sun
And defy all torrent rain.
I have followed paths to nowhere
Others blocked by fallen trees,
My face so lanced and raped by thorns
That its tears of blood I bleed.
Sometimes I tried calling out
But my voice rebounded back
I'm doomed in this dammed lonely place,
I will never find the track.
When my corpse will be discovered,
In some months or coming years?
They will tell you, that they found me
But they my soul has disappeared.
