Time is drawing on my skin Paintings of horror I'm just a man to fight with him Even the energy of my sorrow Can't help me to win I envy the time never goes back That it's invisible and lives Forever when it's always dead And its' pervert profanation Is dwelling in my madness, that is fact My loneliness I realizing Becoming famous face Of times' romantic advertisement I see all my love is wasted Waiting for the rainbow rising I am kneeling in the mud As nobody's phantom On all my reveries' tomb...