I lost the way in my last forest
I'd led in by the tricks of yesterday
The drops of morning dew like memory and sadness
I'm falling through my past, it's still alive, but breathless
I saw [bad word] day

My voice is blending into birds' sound
Grim flaw will still not blaze'm out
Like rider without steed, I'am holding useless saddle
Like hope of wasted youth (?) burning like a candle
The candle's dying out

Easeless waves of my desire 
For staying here till I want
Easeless ? thing makes me burn in fire
And fire out for my shames, them wanna be alive // да и вообще обе эти строчки
The wrong way is too long

I lost the way in my own dreaming
I'd try to ..., to be free
To see what day of life unwinds with thoughts of ...
To feel what moment of freedom without evil
I'll find the next days keep