A melody wakes me up, i dare to recognize that guitar chord, that arpeggio.
it's hard to open the eyes, i'm lying on the middle of the street in fetal position. everything is blinding and blurry
there's no one soul in the whole city.
i roam, this cold breeze is so cozy...
i stay in a familiar street, looking at a big blood stain on the floor.
i have a vision: there are two bodies on the blood stain, a male has the skull opened and crushed and a female that she cut her neck
Some one take my hand, but when i turn around to see who is everything gets brighter and blinding, i only see a silhouette
the last thing i heard before everything falls apart and disappears is:
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