From the darkness,
the wind of lunacy
blows its secrets,
whistling in my ears.
Far away from wisdom,
the mud laces my ankles down.
Far away from sunrise,
the stunning sea waves all around.
Drowning softly
into the lure of death,
'round the corner
I see the final green ray.
Far away from my will,
the only shelter for my soul:
oblivion.
the wind of lunacy
blows its secrets,
whistling in my ears.
Far away from wisdom,
the mud laces my ankles down.
Far away from sunrise,
the stunning sea waves all around.
Drowning softly
into the lure of death,
'round the corner
I see the final green ray.
Far away from my will,
the only shelter for my soul:
oblivion.