Donít turn back,
Its only judgment youíll receive.
A blank stare,
A black hole.
Once there, once gone,
It doesnít mean anything if you vanish.
Run away, solve the problems,
The answer is in the question.
Follow the signposts,
Maybe the direction will lead you here,
Under the string tethered to air.
Where the frozen waters run backwards,
And the nonsensical sense makes absolute sense