If I could distort this silent grief, Demolishing my will… But I must share a common blame And never mind my name. Artificial creatures With a sodden-neutral mows Point out all my flaws… But I know…
When my casing burns down, It will remain more than entry in logs. Anxiety calls me to come back, But I don’t know which way had I come… I’m not perfect so far… It just feels bad to acknowledge this fact… My weakness is my only strength In which I have drowned like a scum
What the hell? I don’t know which way have I come… Anyway I don’t know which way have I come…
I’m trapped in my guilt and how can I smile After I saw the void in the mirror’s frame? It may seem strange to format my profile, But I need a reason to end this game… So I switch off the lights And retire with a prospect of rest I’m already incomplete, But I don’t need you empathy.
So leave me alone – I’ll look for a new way, Which is hidden in sorrow. I gave you more than I could So grant me the chance to retreat No longer lost and no longer in crowd… No trust in tomorrow… Below the myriad stars and quasars I perish and breathe my last…
And I switch off the lights as left-over It seems strange to you… But the reasons to end this game Were found in my mind… found in my sense…[x2]