If we give up,letting go, times we might feel compelledLooking down from the heights that we have built all by ourselvesAnd there is fear, mostly unknown,but we cannot lose controlWhen we feel like the world is against usWe are chained upon ourselves without the defining wordsWithout the defining wordsWe can no longer hold on to what only makes us hurtWe cannot sink into the darkThe bloody path is getting sharpThere's something better than ourselvesWe must reach forThe Internet.Now which way do we go?Is the question to ask?There are so many choices that it's hard not to look pastWhat is real and what is fake?And the risk we have to take?than ourselves, we must reach for...Into the infinitethat we must reach
