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I Have Wakened,

I Was Bent And Despondent,

I Abhor All,

I Have Weakened.

Desperation And Content

Break My Soul.

Desecration,

Violation, Outrage

Are In This Living...

... I Try To Recall My Dream...

Devastation

Of The Spirit And The Rage

And I'm Deceiving...

... Myself When I Try To Dream...

And Always

In My Dream Woman In

White Long Dress

With A Sorrow Within.

It Seems That She Likes A Weaving

Of The Heavy Dense Fog.

It Is Flying And Floating Over

The Water Of The Rotten Bog.

I Have Frozen In Her Steel Embrace

Although Her Lips Are Burning Down.

She Drinks My Life

In This Dried Scorched Waste,

In This Town...

... I Try To Recall My Dream...

I Want To Dive

In The Abyss Of The Eternal Disgrace,

I Want To Drown...

... There Where I Could See My Dream...

That Is Devitalizing Bliss

Till The Morning Return...

That Is Vanity Of Vanities

Like A Never Ending Storm...

Slowly, Slowly

Adhesive, Cheerless And Doleful Day Is Coming Now.

Silently, Silently And Secretly

But Inevitably She'll Compel Me To Submit And Bow.

Every Night, Every Night I Try To Write

What I've Seen In My Dream But I Can Not Recall.

Every Day, Every Day I Try To Say:

"I Want To Sleep All The Time And Forget This Damned World".

Milliards People On Milliards Planets

Are Falling Asleep In Each Instant And Then They

Will Not Awake, What Will They See

Between The Light And The Darkness, The Good And The Evil?

I Am Here And Not Here...

I Am Everywhere And Nowhere...

Light Of The Day Cuts My Eyes Like A Scalpel...

It Could Not Go On Forever...