Wherever I am there's nothing
Where the thought disappears
There is a way to perish
Empty worlds above our heads
What rises upwards, what desires
When we build graves
This moment - few grains
Between circles over time
Dreams far by eternity
Searching in constant, denying pleasures
Rejection, worshiping death
Above all judgment of flesh and affliction
By rituals and prayers to witchcraft and wisdom
In twilight before dawn the virtues fade away
Mocked by veiled faces
These deeds to forget, these truths ahead
We stand against those laws in abjection
We float between thoughts to foreign worlds
Tearing off garments, on the verge of lies, in preservation
The fire smolders and the souls go away