The eternal dream to want to die
In the most infinite solitude
makes You be the soul that decays in depression
What is the dreamed?
Just you stay distant of this miserable
and simultaneously Wonderful life
in which you wanted to tear apart each existence
Of melancholy and let them flow
where your mind someday arrived
Hatred, pain for your conscience and soul.
try to escape, if you can.
If anytime you try it, your forces will finish
and you will arrive crying out by the dark
and eternal dream That you have in the hell of your being.
Now you know it, The brightness of the dark is reflecting
To show you the way where you must go.
It's the abyss you always were in.
Reality doesn't let you see the absolute truth,
And the truth is that you are the inert.
You believe in immortality
to be able to know that you will even arrive
further on where you will perhaps die
peacefully with yourself.
