One million ways lay in front of you
And each way calls you to itself
One - pleasant for eye, another - press for body
Where? How do you go, it's up to you
Here's an open way, and the palace there
Go to your home
And light a candle
Shut down your eyes
And make a prayer
And muddy stare
And there's no soul
And only fear...
Blood runs cold in veneration
Black precipice of insane is close
For
Why should I regret?
I'll drop it one day
My personal history
Is closed today.
What's wrong with that?
Why shouldn't people know me?
The ultimate freedom
of being unknown
Death is an adviser...
The black sun is blinding my eyes.
Shouts,
These shouts're driving me crazy
Inhale,
When I burn down to ashes
My body is the rest of heat.
Last dance
It is all that remained from the day
I'm a sou
Red Slayer think he slays
Or the Slain think he's slain
They know well the subtle ways
I keep and pass......
Strong Gods pine for me
Pine in vain the sacred Seven
But thou, lover of good
Find me a
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream! -
For the soul is dead that slumbers
And the Things are not same what they seem.
Life is real, Life is earnest!
And the grave is not it
You will never recognize me
And will not hear my genuine voice
And now for you only one is a truth
The only thing that you can see yourself
You will see only my shadow
You will hear only whisper behin
Your mind is covered by madness long ago
The persuasive idea is hunting for you
Your reason's preparing the plan
That's all - business of a case
You wake up in a cold sweat
Open your eyes
At som
