each darker and lonely day I see the old stars crying in the sky each obscure and winding night I sing the hymn of my death I feel something broken inside me I look out the exit of this hole but I don't have wings to fly and nor could, therefore the night doesn't allows I see the ocean ahead I believe that everything can change but I don't know if this will happen some day cause my heart doesn't want that it is this my heart doesn't want my heart doesn't allows in front of you I can speak that each day more I feel the fire that control my morbid body when I start to sing alone the hymn of my death I feel more and more close to me and once for all I will finish I will finish for me and for you but finish what I don't know, because