music and lyrics by Ansis Markauss)



I saw myself in misted mirror

Thought that he was someone else

What I have left was no more than zero

World behind me is under a spell



I can't tell you what I feel

Wounds of life are not to be healed

Blood is sweet - taste it from my veins

I go farther - you stay among the insane



Death does not take away your sorrows

Promise of silence is empty and hallow

Just for a while it lets you look into well

Reflection shows you how low you fell



Tired of the run of time

I couldn't find my place on earth

Life is river which washes ashore

Those who weren't chosen since the very birth



Strive for the unknown is your elation

Laurels to reach and glory to gain

Reason of life demands no incantation

To search it elsewhere is all what has remained



It's just a weakness to face the life

Your Golden years have gone leaving strife

You will always have time to dig your own grave

Yet your soul have not felt a life's powerful grace



Death is a trap for the superstitious

Sidestep of stream is not an acquisition

Love can guide you to perfection

If only death could help you to attain