Back again, Same Old route
Normal pain, it never gets old
An old story untold
A stagnant River, ready to flow

In Darkroom, my soul used to hide
A chrysalis of tremble, where my dreams slide
The world a whirlwind, harsh and cold
My wings shed, a secret story

But my shadow whispered and wake me
A gentle urging for my sake
To crack the shell, I should let the sunlight in
Embrace the change, and start to spin

My trembling limbs, so thin and frail
Began...