Here i stand once again in front of 
a hypnotic subconscious mirrors. 
scattered in life, alive in my dreams, 
Mirrors of fate; a portal into oblivion. 
Mirrors of consciousness; Forever drowning in isolation!

No future to behold! 
from womb to tomb, i was rejected. 
life led to rest, What an insignificant purpose! 
defective incarnation of life itself!

Cloaked by a cyclone aeon, 
Buried among [bad word] by life, 
The cold winds blow, 
The signs of the end.

chain of oppression, never end 
Never to stop before it reaches it's purpose!

Drowning in despair, Sucked into earth; 
defective incarnation of life itself