This place is loud of a deathlike silence 
 The air is unbreathable and heavy 
 Remains of a past life all around 
 Books and pictures of last witnesses 
    My eyes are gazing all around 
 Looking for a shine in the dark 
 I'm lost in this forgotten place 
 Frozen in time with memories   
 I step in this old room that I already saw 
 Everything is familiar to my mind 
 I remember, there, was standing something 
 On the other hand, something else   
 Marks of life 
 Now buried and dead 
 Left behind by mortal hands 
 Stuck all around there 
 Traces of past 
 Remembrances of existence 
 There are footprints in the dust 
 And they are mines