Shivering before the abyss all alone | |
One thousand awful figures have passed by | |
Filled with woe my dejected soul | |
Trapped between the certain anguish of Life | |
And the unknown Horror of Eternity | |
Dwelling too infirm and weak | |
For my End so disheartenly deep | |
Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul | |
Inescapably Lost ï¿?defeated Hope weeps | |
Impatiently expecting the catastrophe | |
Nihilistic mood ï¿?existential vacuum | |
Inevitable Grief and Lamentation | |
Infinite weariness ï¿?depressed Resignation | |
Habitual Continuation of this absurdity | |
Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation | |
Striving for the relieving Oblivion | |
The Absurd feeling requires my Death | |
Its wretched nakedness, its dull light | |
I'll always be foreign to myself | |
Returning to the ruins of my failure | |
To mourn the loss of Naivety | |
I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymore | |
The solemn colour of my fucking Life | |
I never had a choice ï¿?I've always been falling | |
�about suicide and the answer |
Shivering before the abyss all alone | |
One thousand awful figures have passed by | |
Filled with woe my dejected soul | |
Trapped between the certain anguish of Life | |
And the unknown Horror of Eternity | |
Dwelling too infirm and weak | |
For my End so disheartenly deep | |
Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul | |
Inescapably Lost ? defeated Hope weeps | |
Impatiently expecting the catastrophe | |
Nihilistic mood ? existential vacuum | |
Inevitable Grief and Lamentation | |
Infinite weariness ? depressed Resignation | |
Habitual Continuation of this absurdity | |
Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation | |
Striving for the relieving Oblivion | |
The Absurd feeling requires my Death | |
Its wretched nakedness, its dull light | |
I' ll always be foreign to myself | |
Returning to the ruins of my failure | |
To mourn the loss of Naivety | |
I' m so lonely I don' t even want to be with myself anymore | |
The solemn colour of my fucking Life | |
I never had a choice ? I' ve always been falling | |
about suicide and the answer |
Shivering before the abyss all alone | |
One thousand awful figures have passed by | |
Filled with woe my dejected soul | |
Trapped between the certain anguish of Life | |
And the unknown Horror of Eternity | |
Dwelling too infirm and weak | |
For my End so disheartenly deep | |
Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul | |
Inescapably Lost ? defeated Hope weeps | |
Impatiently expecting the catastrophe | |
Nihilistic mood ? existential vacuum | |
Inevitable Grief and Lamentation | |
Infinite weariness ? depressed Resignation | |
Habitual Continuation of this absurdity | |
Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation | |
Striving for the relieving Oblivion | |
The Absurd feeling requires my Death | |
Its wretched nakedness, its dull light | |
I' ll always be foreign to myself | |
Returning to the ruins of my failure | |
To mourn the loss of Naivety | |
I' m so lonely I don' t even want to be with myself anymore | |
The solemn colour of my fucking Life | |
I never had a choice ? I' ve always been falling | |
about suicide and the answer |