​​the nineteenth of december

[Verse]
Let me paint a picture in your mind
As I tell the story, the chills will go down your spine
There's echoes around me but I can't see anyone in my sights
The forest is calling me and the fog is my life
Thick smog lies through the trees and on the ground
Any normal person would avoid this place but for some reason, I feel like I am bound
All my emotions finally leave my body and I feel like I am lifted off of the ground
I feel like I am cleansed, I feel like I am drowned
This is the place that I've been searching for and the placе that I have finally found
There's a silеnce in my head that I've not felt for the longest time
The world just stops in this place
No noises, no people, no sound
May this be my plain of rest, so I shall lay there on the ground
A black silhouette in the trees, the dread inside of the fog
I am lost but I am found