Dedication... oh mother, you've give your life to homeliness, But no matter what I did I'm the one who crushes your goals to ash
Delirium is the world where I play and where I'll likely die Before I'll sterilize my life... The rupture omen I anticipate...
This cold beyond, The rain and the light are emphasized. It's not the genuine life I live... It's a struggle... Through the ages of lies I scramble down... (chorus)
Every pray of a dying heart distorts the plans of the evil gods We all are doomed to take this tests hoping to find some ghostly rest
Once I wonder how I avoid the pain of every breath In a dark I see myself, my blood is of ice, my place isn't here, but where?..
This struggle I'm against of anyone They are everywhere They feed my scorn.
There's rare ones Who are like me inside But they're not in the struggle They throw me one.
This cold beyond, The rain and the light are emphasized. It's not the genuine life I live... I'm not from here... Through the ages of lies I beat one's way... The harrow!.. and I'm hollow!..
I call this my being's journey... This lunar praise... Curing the others I demise... (chorus)