5 January 2013
Hundred years In a cage Bleeding wrists Slowly fade Dark hair Pale skin Amnesia comes on again Old place New name Old love New game
Hundred years Gone, passed Two hundred people Wearing masks Stand, confused Concussed brain You forget Your own name
Who am I Supposed to be? Since no one Remembers me? What I say Couldn't hurt Guess I'm wrong Hundred years Dead and gone.
Hundred years In a cage What's my name? They won't say Can't remember Where I live Who I was Why I lived
Hundred years In a cage...
Hundred Years • Opuss № I