Buried under tons of sins,
I am drowning in my tears;
My old shadow follows me...
Nothing's left in me but fears.

Love was all I wished to find;
Grief is all I feel tonight.
I am punished for my life,
Nothing happens when I die.

I've been burned out like a moth,
There's no pathway to go forth...
My soul's locked within my corpse;
Nothing helps to burst these walls.

I have left the crowded street
To relieve the pain I feel;
All my visions seem so real...
Nothing troubles me, indeed...

I sit bare on my bed,
Put the barrel to my head;
I am soaked with my own sweat...
Nothing matters when I'm dead.

No, nothing troubles me,
As I lie down, still.
The gunshot breaks the strings,
And nothing troubles me...