Dragging through a day That will never come true Learning dogms (sic) of the Universe And delirious psalms for lunatics To wander along the way In reeking waste knee-high Looking around the world That has no got any reasons to exist Why do I remember the names Meaning nothing to me? Everything remains the same Except accreasant (sic) drifts of dust Through the prism of muteness Moments move backwards in time Through the prism of muteness I become just a shadow of mine Through the prism of muteness I have seen the world perish All around me have vanished Dissolved in the mist of oblivion Once I have trampled my pride down without looking back Feeling sorry for those days burnt in my memory Taking forlorness (sic) as a gift and salvation To sew up my mouth Not to utter a scream Through my falling into The bleak roaring abyss