The eternal dream to want to die In the most infinite solitude makes You be the soul that decays in depression What is the dreamed? Just you stay distant of this miserable and simultaneously Wonderful life in which you wanted to tear apart each existence Of melancholy and let them flow where your mind someday arrived Hatred, pain for your conscience and soul. try to escape, if you can. If anytime you try it, your forces will finish and you will arrive crying out by the dark and eternal dream That you have in the hell of your being. Now you know it, The brightness of the dark is reflecting To show you the way where you must go. It's the abyss you always were in. Reality doesn't let you see the absolute truth, And the truth is that you are the inert. You believe in immortality to be able to know that you will even arrive further on where you will perhaps die peacefully with yourself.