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