Cold, disheartening perpetuity. Overwhelmed by this constant tragedy. Fast approaching, my anonymity. Longing for a taste of eternity
Falling down in this endless, descending maze. Fall in the end. Calling out in this mindless, supernal daze. Call for the end.
I won't deny this self-destructive part of me. I have no faith, no childish dreams. Met on my terms, this death becomes a victory. And I will face it accordingly. I won't despair, won't shed a single tear for me. I have no hope for foolish schemes. I long to rest, to part from my identity. There is no place prepared for me.
I can't depend on desperate prayers to deities. I have no love for fearful pleas. My life will end in peace, repose and dignity. I will embrace it dauntlessly. I can't depart this world with callow fantasies. I have no trust in guarantees. I long to die, to cure my only malady. This final grace is allowed to me.
Hear me calling for merciful silence. Now extinguish this flame Hear me calling for merciful silence. Hear me calling your name
For the end, I will pray, knowing... Rest, from this life. Hear my heart, slowing.
Hear me calling for merciful silence. Hear me calling your name. Call for the end.