Where is love?, Humans are entangled in a strange dark aeon, sleeping are their consciousness.
Dreaming : like tears in an wide sky, my wrath, 'tis the only one alive, that i feel to open this door,
To rise from the [bad word] 
Where are all the promises? How many Millions of those tormented souls will crawl in pain for your bad projects??!?
Neverending , the witch's not dead, never loved she is, no more words, in this day the netherend life is fading, life it’s off.
Never remind it to me, those whispers of post-mortem, lives were turned into a sick embryon.
Arise from your fears, sleeping-bad-consciousness, this sound is madness, mirages of a lost land in a lost life.
Life is weakness, i tasted mortality, and i desecrated it at last, this is my path.
as i'm blind nomore, the world does appear unreal, not but a projection, a protoplasmic cell made of fear.
Dreaming : like tears in this open sky, my wrath, 'tis the only one alive, now that i feel it open, to
Rise again with the others spirits, that collide in the overworld,this is the wrath, 'tis the only living one,
And the fear will be open for.....
Tomorrow creatures entangled in the dusk, tears of mortality disappeared in the past,
Tomorrow features are lies soon to be unveiled, are tears of a reality disappeared
in The past beyond my own.
Is my wrath, 'tis the only one alive