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