Bouncing off the wet mud
I sink deep down
Into the fog
I choke on the smoke
I choke on the smoke
I'm running through the fog
I'm running through the fog
Hands in the fog
Hands in the fog
Touching me
(Hands in the fog)
I am drowning
My lungs fill up with water
I have now died
I am now one with nature
I have become
Pure nothingness