A black hole can be anything  It could be yours or mine  In the black hole everything can end  On the other hand it can give you a simple beginning    There comes a day when you have to tragically end  There comes a miracle that doesn't let you die    There comes a day when you want to leave  There comes a miracle to take you far away  To cope with it is the problem  How to write a poem when there is no freedom at all?  A black hole can be a miracle  It could be deep or deeper  In the black hole there can be an echo  Or the last day you lived    Let's be brave with a smile on our faces  We could be good killers cultivating with blood  But we never let the sunshine be taken away from us  Don't want to lose the human glow     To reconcile is a problem  To be free is like a poem    There comes the end,the end  You die    these lyrics are submitted by Oliver Cepek