i walk into the mist anyway

in the end i walk into the mist anyway
conflicting with myself
whether to walk away or walk inside
and i walk into the mist anyway

inside the mist, it's so white
i'm blind
no longer see my hand, my feet
my path back or my path forth

inside the mist, it's so white
i'm deaf
no longer hear my own voice, my breath
my steps in silent inside that mist

i might fall, i might lost
i might run back, i might pass through the mist
whatever happened... happen by Your plan
i just ask for 1 thing, when i fall, help me on my feet again