We don’t stop anymore,
But I go to a young south.
I don’t know much before,
But we’re yet young youth.
We’re made of fears and pain.
I’m hide more than you imagine.
Our perishable life is a fastest train,
After which we are been offline.
This life is a shortest timeline
In a long story this oldest Earth.
We are here just pawn in a lie?
Yes, but we turn it up to rebirth!