Shivering before the abyss all alone 
One thousand awful figures have passed by 
Filled with woe my dejected soul 
Trapped between the certain anguish of Life 
And the unknown Horror of Eternity 
Dwelling too infirm and weak 
For my End so disheartenly deep 

Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul 
Inescapably Lost ï¿?defeated Hope weeps 
Impatiently expecting the catastrophe 
Nihilistic mood ï¿?existential vacuum 
Inevitable Grief and Lamentation 
Infinite weariness ï¿?depressed Resignation 

Habitual Continuation of this absurdity 
Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation 
Striving for the relieving Oblivion 
The Absurd feeling requires my Death 
Its wretched nakedness, its dull light 
I�ll always be foreign to myself 

Returning to [bad word] of my failure 
To mourn the loss of Naivety 
I�m so lonely I don�t even want to be with myself anymore 
The solemn colour of my [bad word] Life 
I never had a choice �I�ve always been falling 
�about suicide and the answer