Once - I didn't sense dolefulness
My soul was strong, stronger that it seems to be
Still nothing is like then
Once - as my fate was high
The rage on the lot I suppressed
Still nothing is like then
Hatred - doesn't leave me anymore
Dolefulness - lets me get algid
When was the day
On wich it used to happen?
When I believe in my memories
There were too many
Timeless, I experience my enviroment
The thought on the future, it makes me sick
Still I don't want do die
Revenge, seems to be a solution
If not today, then even tomorrow
Still I don't want to die
Lost - in self-pity
Lachrymal - end my nightmare
Hope shall embrace me
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