Having gone of life, you're engraving deep in mind
sung and celebrated, in following years of suffering
that will come in silence,
like mysterious moments when a new life is born.
This parting lasts infinitely long
exhausting me and every point
of my mortal being.
The mind splits for thousands of tiny pieces
in coming of people ruled by hypocrisy
'cause just they're the omen of apocalypse
waited by generation of those unworthy of life.
Revival of unclear thoughts
on humiliation of humanity
it makes the evil live
in the era of progress to the past
commotion of suffering.
Having gone of life, you're engraving deep in mind
sung and celebrated, in following years of suffering
that will come in silence,
like mysterious moments when a new life is born.