We are all the same although we think we are different
We all walk in the same direction
In the middle of the fog each one on its way
Thinking the ignoring other around that may be the solution to make bad things go away.
Whether you walk in the shadows or in the light
Either be pacific or like to fight
You will still walk towards the same point
The point of no return where everything ends.
Be hated or have lots of friends
Coward or brave
You can be sure that one day death will come
And take you to your grave