The dark tunnel in a lightless hill,
The road full of terrors makes ill,
When the naked foot unrolls,
You can feel the screams of being.
The darker it is, havier the hill,
Eyes left at the entrance, you just need will.
The tunnel deep, burrowing with hands,
Earth gets inside you, even more than the night.
It is said that a light, is always at the end,
A hill can’t be infinite, he must have a death.
Breaching in the sun that you’ll never see,
Remember your eyes? You will never see.