To those whom I miss,<br />
And to those who would miss me<br />
Life is short, but long in the living<br />
Going forth on the uncertain paths of the future<br />
Seeking an outlet, a path, in vain<br />
There where that tunnel so familiar<br />
And that wall banishing the light<br />
Stifling forever the hope of a better day<br />
Curs'd be she who gave me birth<br />
Prisoner of live, I await my deliverance<br />
I am weary of the struggle for chimeras<br />
Of sensing the weight of time, past and future<br />
I began my descent as from that first day<br />
This night shall be mine, that of the great leap<br />
There will be a war, a key, a door<br />
Faced with the dilemma of the cord<br />
Short are the paths which lead to the tomb<br />
Drunk with eternity I topple the chair beneath my feet<br />
The phobia of the infinite is speedily replaced by darkness<br />
This profound and absolute darkness<br />
Which I have dreamed of for so long