Having just began to live I got tired with my life I have lost what I was Looking for in this world Tiredness and pain I feel all the best of life Ive seen So I leave this world to be free Reflections of strange drawings Are flying inside of me Pale reminiscences of mine afterdeath Or long before my birth Ive been dead for millions years My real Present is the past Rebuced to bust a corpse I am Yet I am not born Im alive reflection is dead Life illusion end As the circle is closed, my life begins Pain... Feel the cold pride Of indifference No more pain... When the wind blows away The vanity of a sullen vague day I feel in my dark soul The reflection of the night That takes me up high Pain is so sweet... As still water in dark fathoms
reflection, rebuced, pain, afterdeath, tiredness