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