Why?
Why we're living? We are things, figurs in a world, which is moving
But we're not moving, we're stand here, only for secondes and then- dead!
Dead... so, why we are living?
It has no sense... humans are stupid things
They think they could be immortal, but they are mortal, just mortal.
Mortal... sand to sand, dust to dust
that's all waht they are
stupid things... dead things...
see how dead they are
Have we got choices?
Could we run away from death?
how stupid to think about this...
we're living Dead...
