I have wakened up 40 years later...
In the future. Although I felt the whole time that passed.
Seems that I had died in that moment
At this time... I resuscitated
At this time... I resuscitated
But strange voices tell to me.
That I don't think in the time
That I lost frosted.
Although... I am so old and decrepit.
I only think in the thingsthat could happen.
And the pain seeds that I sowed up.
Now is growing.
I don't want to suffer more.
I would like to be frozen at this time
This way. Be immortal. But I am condemned
And slaved to the time.
The mintes are consuming me.
