Deary, dubious existence,

preposterous embodiment!

Still sullen are the lights of life...

Behold then my rancour, my tears

soaking your surface bloody earth!



Am I the one, the one I fear

or am I the one and only atmosphere?

I am lost, trapped in time...

My life is a star which does not shine!



Sumptuous elusive significance,

preposterous embodiment!

Time to believe!

Into the hearts which have died,

into the souls which have tried,

into the tears we have cried

The tears of rancour!



Forever dying

Forever tryingForever crying

the tears of rancour!



Alone I walk through ephemeral time,

to enlighten a quest

once called life...