Child of Baal

Body cells replace themselves every month. Even at this very moment, almost everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.

And these memories fade further and further into the distance like displaced cells. Was it all biology?

Always running

But I guess I'll never catch up

Way down, way down, way down
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Left behind, unable to move
Is it my turn to die?

When you have come to the edge of all that you know and are about to drop off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things wil happen. That there will be something solid to stand on or that you'll be taught to fly.
Can I ever believe?

Is anyone there?

Bye bye

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The Past

Who knows if these memories are still valid?

Hello?

Speaking but no one is listening