I'm lying in my room, there is silence around You don't know how I tried to create Something out this lack of essence at all But nothingness is still holding strong It's not the way I am - it's all by accident I'm stuck here all alone for so long For lifetime? - Maybe not, maybe earlier there was A different thing, a name to be called I wipe my brow The sweat is red Is it my blood? How long I'm dead? So come into my place where hours sleep tight And everything is silent and calm No useless hesitation, no conscience, no end Nothing ever bothers your fate There is no one at all who can comprehend this For ages it has been all the same with no change So could it ever make any sense? I wipe my face The sweat is red It's only blood I'm only dead You don't exist You never did It would be too Trivial, my dear