I walk alone in a dark field Without ever coming to an end Hours and hours spent walking And figuring out where I could arrive Fog and anxiety are rising Such as the fear of dying now Wind howls in my ears While I find my way into nothingness Thousands of souls are beside me And I step through them Without seeing reactions I do not think they can't hear me I call them, they turn around But they don't respond Am I invisible or not? Answer me Am I real or incorporeal? Answer me I do not understand where I am I do not understand what I am