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Aching pain pierces through my head

My loneliness is the pay for the gift

I was conferred by the gods

After my endless wandering among people

I wandered through the worlds

Looked at the faces and tried to understand and find

Anyanswers forthe questions the chaos asks mere mortals

Realization came to me in my prophetic dreams

Breathers are self-destructive as

They live in illusive worlds

Creating ephemeral dales they are afraid ofthe doom

They hide themselves in lots of empty dogmas and laws

They eliminate this realm right here and right now

They are stuck in the swamp of obscure ignorance

Between nowhere and never

Within the ice of ancestry mind

The blizzard is coming, it will bring the pain youdeserve

And I hear screaming through the howling of wind

Aching pain pierce through my head

My loneliness is the pay for the gift

I was conferred by the gods

Oh, Lords of time

Your damnation has become my gift

To see the world in two colors

Watching the life fades

Sensing dark eternity of this dead silence

Far away from disgusting hypocrisy