You understood that you don’t exist anymore, That for the world you are no more than dirt, Sunlight irritates you, You are ruled by all kinds of scum
Nothing is sacred here, neither childhood nor old age, We’ve lost our faith in God a long time ago, Emptiness, violence, greed reign here, The weakness of the spirit leads to the weakness of the flesh
You decided to leave to nowhere, To ignore them and to kill yourself, Your dream entered into a fight with reality, Nobody could ever get in the way
Here is the end and the grave is near, You don’t need the cure, you feel the pain, Sharp pain and your life leaves you, Finding rest you want to forgive
Forgive everybody who hates you, And remember everybody who is precious to you, Remember, forgive, bless and forget, To be absorbed into the bliss of the eternal dream http://www.metal-archives.com/albums/Neophyte/Fictional_God/274946