Holy missiles

One wrong step after another

I finally fell into the cobalt sea

Down I went into the nothingness

surrouded by the faces, by the voices and by the songs 

that held the shadows, the fear, and the guilt

my world filled up with the broken identities

Soon i think I'll drown,

for I have been holding my breath for centuries

Long ago i was in love with the wind

It was fast and unpredictable

I used to think that I could see it

But i have forgotten what it feels like

To even breathe the precious air

That's when I hear the very suttle whistle

It breaks through the water

It jolts through the darkness as a holy missile

Suddenly there are more faces

More voices and more songs

They bring memories from the open

memories of the golden fields

and memories of the scarlet sunsets

Almost out of breath i start swimming

I know that I won't ever stop my movement

Not until I find myself on the verge of winning