Monotony Fields
Henri Koivula
Taken down, gone my will
Touch the ground perpetual void
Beneath a voice, a sign from afar
Moments between remember still
What was sought and not found
All that was lost on these
Monotony fields
Monotony fields
Folding in ever deeper
Into the undertow of thoughts
Drifting through the pale landscapes
Of the withering mind
It would have been so different without
This burden, this sense of nothingness
The lifelong defeat
That took us here
To a distance unreachable
To a grey indifference
Into these vast
Monotony fields
Monotony fields
Monotony fields