Among the night subtle cry, silence, bitter tears giving nothing but consolation. Lost in a whirl or restless thoughts,
Hunt down like an animal, deprived of belief. Helplessly clenching my fists I persist opening old wounds I'm bleeding, I'm alone
Who am I and who are you, the ultimate being, searching for the answer I've lost my way, giving myself up to my imagination
I discover new dark sides of my sanity. Murderous passions, visions of ruin Armageddon is the last resort of existence
I love and hate I believe and don't trust anything. Being silent I want to make the earth rumbling, I suffer, I take a look around me
I see the wall. Four walls square Babel Tower, Babel Tower, I fall asleep. I wake up in tomorrow, in tomorrow so different of today
Not having enough strength to struggle with today. In the bleakness of the day the blackness of the night is blurring.
Waiting for help to come. I am waiting in vain, maybe it won't come but there's nothing left but hope
I am trying to disperse the dark of unrest I am no longer able to be. In fever I put my thoughts together trying to imagine myself
I can't yet I do my best it seems to be useless. Looking for the truth closer to the end in the closed circle forever
The end that doesn't give me an answer. And is not the afterlife, the ultimate end in the closed circle forever
The ultimate and being only the beginning. What was it is to come, what is to be happens now.