Tears are blazing as torches
Intertwining completely
Everything what is create
The world is burning and on its remains
Will rise a new unwanted material
Don`t help me
Don`t pull your hand out
A cold as a crystal and so indifferently
Dreams are drowned, this fair and pure
You are waiting for my end "novissima verba"
But you will hear anything,
My lips are close
I`m quite, but my thoughts are swearing
Flouncing in dark, I can`t reach a breath
I hear freighting scream, I laugh at it
I have my own world in which I`m a master