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I tried to feel myself safe

In this world full of hope

But I just feel cold

I tried to be someone else

And being raped by consciousness

It was greyness inside

I just remember, some need to an end

Some hunger and will to die

Incessant and magnificent

The beats of death are upon us

A macabre rhythm in black

A miserable loneliness

Skeletons are playing skulls

Drums made of human skins

Coldness and anger

Are smelling death aside

Triumphant melodies of torture

Rumbling endless nightmares

The entrance of heaven

Breathing the light of day

Breathing the light of day

No words to say, no sounds to play

Their beat is sweet and lovely

Lonely as twilight’s brightness

Light is lighting these empty skulls

Breathing the light of day