The autumn comes back to my internal world I'm defeated by the life Each dawn awakes with the same tortuous feeling The same bitter swallow I want to live no more With grief in my veins, without hope I don't know if you can understand me If you can help me Regrettably your ambitious advice doesn't help me Because it's in my blood The fields of my rest
My grievous redemption On thorns I will lay numb I draw a relieving smile while I bleed Love wasn't enough It's been tainted by pain Colours have turned into grey My farewell tastes like resurrection My days are cloudy, by this almighty depression Like a latent eclipse Condemned in my own essence, immune to the happiness I'm blessed by d**h