each darker and lonely day
I see the old stars crying in the sky
each obscure and winding night
I sing the hymn of my death
I feel something broken inside me
I look out the exit of this hole
but I don't have wings to fly
and nor could, therefore the night doesn't allows
I see the ocean ahead
I believe that everything can change
but I don't know if this will happen some day
cause my heart doesn't want that it is this
my heart doesn't want
my heart doesn't allows
in front of you I can speak
that each day more I feel the fire
that control my morbid body
when I start to sing alone
the hymn of my death
I feel more and more close to me
and once for all I will finish
I will finish for me and for you
but finish what I don't know, because
