The neon alight preaches the night The daily noise loses the battle with silence again On the DEATHBED there remains little But tears, memories relieving the PAIN The images of dying are taboo So unlike, forlorn... individual DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING 'till someone comes to help DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING 'till someone tells its tale Devastating void, from reproaches a bridge To the solitude of the remaining time of the earthly path Never enough help for the isolated dying No will left to live in seclusion's aftermath DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING 'till someone comes to help DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING 'till someone tells its tale One cannot describe it in word So i let the conscience burn And as I see you dying clearly I'll write a song from the tunes of life The images of dying are taboo So unlike, forlorn... individual Wolves are still around, lenty of dead tolls... Why no one is fighting those beasts? Your life is a flame dissipated forever Broken breath in wind like severed waves DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING 'till someone comes to help DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING 'till someone tells its tale All on the same boat Where each will wait his hour Will our eyes ever meet again? Only murk remains and we'll be dead To become THE ASSASIN OF PALLIATIVE THEORIES