Oathean Fading away into the Grave of Nothingness Wandering Soul I converse with the melancholy deep within myself Of where these sorrows have arisen from... I know nothing and I cannot even find the means to overcome them I feel the wound of loneliness inside everyone Their sorrows flow into my sorrow, my tears bleed endlessly I now feel there is even meaning to the passing caress of the wind that grazes my skin One by one, everything is taken away from me One by one, sometimes I throw it all away If I have nothing, there will no longer be sadness If I have nothing, there will no longer be loneliness Walking the path gray and silent with nothingness It is far too painful Those that are in sorrow because of me and those that will be I am now feeling their excruciating pain Wandering on the path with no destination Like a lonely roving soul My world may become one of the wandering without end Your shadow and endless nightmare of sorrow That struggles caught within the lonely cage of my heart The sorrow of the world is always my sorrow And the pain of the world is becoming my pain as well Within this world, my shadow is beginning to lose its meaning From the Depths of Despair I am unable to tolerate the memory that grips me That world of theirs that penetrated me, suffocated me... I deny these memories, a calm self-deception Long since forsaken by the world, I have faded into nothingness Long since severed, the seperation of my spirit and flesh I deny these memories, a calm self-deception When dreaming of the suffering of the past wrapped in its cold embrace I walk the agonizing path of darkness spiraling away from heaven From the depths of despair a faint glimmer of hope... But for the anguish that waits to claim me once again Reaching out towards a new hope, this arduous life continues its ruinous course This relentless time of bleeding my spirit over and over For the people I love, I spread my legs to them... They who consume my body, they who consume even my spirit I am aching, yearning. To be free. I am aching, yearning. Wanting this time of pain to end. I am aching, yearning. I am aching, yearning. I want to be free. I am aching, yearning. The Origin The struggle to free myself from this unbearable pain within I, who supress myself agian and again, collapse drained of all strength In incessant strife and inescable time, victory and defeat are divided Once again that sad fate is foresaken upon the line between victory and defeat A faint remnant of my figure fading into indifference is smeared and thrown away The strife within surges up again, the line between anger and patience is destroyed There is not even a hope of freeing myself from bearing the yoke of human fate in the weak minded figure. Through the inevitable discovery, I am frustrated again My existence has already become one of resignation Even though I look back with a desire for escape, in the end everything I see before me returns to the origin I can struggle my feet again only using the force that crushed me And this is the reality of my birth Towards the beginning of hypocrisy, the embers of rage flare up again from my collapsed figure I can not throw my tired body away into another situation arising from that anger This cycle of discarding I abandon and forsake, agan the origin A Life of Suffering Craving the Darkness In this tranquil place I have cast aside my perverse craving wrapped in darkness Glorious dreams seeking hope and ambition are scattered like ashes to the whims of the vast, open sky And now deep inside this peaceful earth, my will goes unheeded I flow like grains of sand caught in the relentless river current of the course of nature. Casting aside these dark desires. Towards the sighing of the wind. Casting aside these dark desires. I set forth from this place to search for my soul. The dark spirit that possesses me leads me down the path towards a world of never-ending darkness Leaving nothing but a trail of anguish, despair and destruction, blood flows on In the end, this familiar suffering washes over me again My destiny, like an unrelenting nightmare is buried in the grave of my soul It flows along with the undeviating course of nature In this weak world that I cannot be a part of Someone had to be sacrificed to the never ending darkness Now I have come to realize... It is a life of pleasure and darkness Let me be free It is a spirit of pleasure and darkness Let me be free In my failure of a life long ago in which I sold my soul Freedom. I want to find myself in more than just a pale shadow. Voice of My Soul My soul is fading away The voice heard in the silence That yearning is eternally laid to rest Endlessly fading into the darkness Though my soul is strong From the depths of that much suffering I receive many wounds I have seen much pain My tears have turned to blood Flowers bloom from my sorrow That sorrow spreads to infect others My tears become a tree The branches reach out to others That sorrow is scattered Those pains are swallowed one by one Oh black heart, anoint his death with lamentation Welcome the dark souls under the coffin lid Shed light on their dark souls infinitely In these desires towards a life striving tranquility From the bound solitude deprived of freedom Becoming free, becoming a sorrowful soul I am weeping, Out of this anguish I am weeping The memory that remains and the past that cannot escape the pain I remember the life in which everything was forgotten I remember the worthless lives of everyone The lives so worthless, I will no longer remain a burden to anyone. Beyond the Memories I Lost From life from a place of magnificence I am drifting further away On the solitary path of passing remembrances Fateful images from the past deride me I forsake such a world...throwing all of you away one by one The means of forgetting the despair of possessing nothing From the first I had to quit the hope of having anything Through today again I cannot release the enduring string of fate Another fate like instinct grips me again in kind Those who know naught of me In place of laughter meet me with dark silence The fading memory leaves me in pain The remembrance reopens deep old wounds I am cast aside beyond the fading memory You are cast aside beyond the fading memory In despair the life that could not be relived In despair the lonely one walking the final path In the desolate shade my solitude always struggles to face another me Guiding myself towards loneliness Casting myself aside from the world Solitude, forsake me Solitude, leave me