Shivering before the abyss all alone One thousand awful figures have passed by Filled with woe my dejected soul Trapped between the certain anguish of Life And the unknown Horror of Eternity Dwelling too infirm and weak For my End so disheartenly deep
Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul Inescapably Lost ï¿?defeated Hope weeps Impatiently expecting the catastrophe Nihilistic mood ï¿?existential vacuum Inevitable Grief and Lamentation Infinite weariness ï¿?depressed Resignation
Habitual Continuation of this absurdity Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation Striving for the relieving Oblivion The Absurd feeling requires my Death Its wretched nakedness, its dull light I�ll always be foreign to myself
Returning to the ruins of my failure To mourn the loss of Naivety I�m so lonely I don�t even want to be with myself anymore The solemn colour of my fucking Life I never had a choice �I�ve always been falling �about suicide and the answer