Filled with sorrow...

Bleak inner self touched by pride,

devoured by solitude, still wrapped in time.

Flowing pain...



Holding myself back in suspicion...

and lingering in the dust...

the dust of my abandoned remains.

Killed with the dagger of life...!



Such an exquisite pride in my suffering...

alone, all alone with the emotional

streams of my soul...

So real, so pure... yet i'm left aside

entangled in fear... without hope.



Raped by the light of the world...

Scorned, left behind and broken down...



I am truly left alone,

but somehow... just somehow

it feels like my loneliness is a victory

over the self-delusion of joy... and happiness.



My heart beats faster,

the anguish becomes clearer

and my misanthropic view gets stronger.

Living in the shadows...

so proud of being the one,

but desperate...

so desperate for a helping hand.

Do I really want to live this life?



I have a thousand reasons to die,

and many millions of tears to cry... in silence.

The human plague has emtied my life,

and I curse the day I was born... to this world!



Still, no-one else I ever want to be...

and no-one else I intend to be...

'cause no-one else I was meant to be!



I need, I want, I long for my retribution...

I need, I want, I yearn for my retribution...

I want my retribution... I want it now!



Unity; a gathering of open wounds,

of dark... of dark clean spirits...

what a dream... what a dream so distant!

Why should I... why should I be alone

when I love... when I love my brotherhood?

Shall I die... shall I die to be free

when I cry... when I cry in silence...

so please let me die in silence...

oh my go