| My life is like a burning dream
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| But there’s no awake with a scream
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| I have the only hope —
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| Wish an «airdance» with the rope
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| There’s no color in my soul
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| My universe has faded years ago
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| My (season) is the endless fall
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| I’m alone against this world!
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| Darkness is inside my brain
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| All that I can feel is pain
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| Maybe I become insane
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| Fire’s running through my vein
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| Never see the light again
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| All of my attempts are vain
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| 'Cause my spirit’s tied with chain
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| Where is an exit out of me?
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| What will be my final step?
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| I can’t forgive the sins of yours
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| The outward things are sticky web
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| That suppresses fair force
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| There’s no future, no past
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| My last seconds are running so fast
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| What for I wait? |
| The freedom so near
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| My mind is held with primal fear
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| I’m an epicenter of silence
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| My soul’s an epicenter of void
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| No hate, no love, no evil, no violence
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| Just emptiness & nothing else:
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| I’ll go away with deadly grin
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| You hear no groan from my mouth
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| I know I have no chance to win
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| But soul-spark will rush above
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| My life is like a burning dream
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| But there’s no awake with a scream
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| I have the only hope —
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| Wish an «airdance» with the rope
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| There’s no color in my soul
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| My universe has faded years ago
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| My (season) is the endless fall
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| I’m alone against this world! |