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O, ungrateful existence

Which chains the illusion of me

To a cell of defective flesh

The guests in my soulroom

Dwell the horizons no more

The weary light of silence

Dims into darkness

The still landscape of desolation blurs

Haunted by a dark soul

The wanderer of noise, a hermit

Creature lurking in the mist

Howling in hopelessness

Which turns into blunt anger

Evoke, my inner friend

The lonesome daughter of death

O, how I love your dead, blind eyes

Set my heart ablaze

And cast it where it belongs

Ease my woe in this meaningless stride

The paradise is already collapsing

There is no place else to be grasped

The death shall liberate all

Through the forests and mountains

Until we reach the doorsteps

Of a gate, leading into oblivion

"The insignificance is all and none"