Everything's gonna fade away like the stain
On the sleeve of my suit, washed away by the rain;
Dyes of the day flow from sky to the grave,
Leave me here alone, make me bite dirty nails.
In the mirror of puddle I can see back of life
In the black ripped coat, it just passes me by.
On the raft of emotions in the sea of the night
I'm aground, I'm lost, I am out of sight.
Colder and colder, grey ice covers me;
Just one more minute and eyes will not see.
I've never been useful, though I tried to be
The part of the public, the part of disease.
Science of powerful weapon of choice
Is the tale for mechanical childhoodless toys;
Walls of the world are destroyed by the noise
Of hearts beating as one in hysterical poise.
Blaze of bombastic infernal belief
Is the saint light for others, but nothing - for me.
Life is not reason to die: you do live;
Death is the reason for everything here.
Flowers lose colour and I lose myself
In the world of the coldness that looks like my hell;
Dissolving in air my string rings as bell.
It will ring forever for you in this cell.