An unexpected Papercut and I was One step closer to fight With you, those Points of authority were Crawling in my skin, bones and brain, and I Runaway too scared, I linger By myself in the cold dark, but In the end all I found was A place for my head where I could lay Forgotten, I was utterly alone trying to find a Cure for the itch that insisted to Pushing me away, it was My December, and then I woke up, frantic, invincible, stronger, my body and my mind completely alive, experiencing that magnificent and unforgettable High voltage.