I crawl! Like the words I spoke in agony Finally... In absence, the fake wall ... Fell apart from the idea of dying... From the idea of dying in silence! I crawl, see, I crawl! Last drops of pride, within myself I hide Sunrise - the last one! Today I'll die in tears! Forever in a web, just a bloody substitute A puppeteer and his strings A puppet and it's misery Now the dice have been rolled in this game of self-hypocrisy ÎÏÎÎ²Î¿Ï Ï ÎºÏάÏÎ¿Ï Î½Î·ÏενθÎÏ ÎÎÎ»Î±Î½Î¿Ï Ïολή κελεÏει ÏÎ±Ï Î·Î¼ÎµÏÎÏÎ±Ï ÏÏ ÏÎ¬Ï Ïε Î´ÎµÎ¯Î¼Î¿Ï ÎµÏÏί ÏÏν ζοÏεÏÏν ÏÏάξεÏν η μεγίÏÏη εÏÏία... In a sick way of thought Where misery of mind exists I sing a woe for the one I once was In the winter of souls Reality is something I ignore... And so my Truth remains inside A thrown mask in the corner...