Chasing after monsters
you become one, too
when you're staring into nothingness
it's looking back at you
nothing's ever easy
does it come with time?
there's a voice of question in your head
always asking why
now - worn out, worn thin
worn down without a doubt
one end, one dream
no matter what it means
searching every shadow
tracing every sign
truth is so immense how can it hide?
what is there to find?
i go on chasing monsters
i go on wasting time
the hint of what could be just won't let go
see the spirit shine