I’m yearning to reveal my burden
For the sake of sympathy, another moment lost
As shown by an ordinary eye;
lenient efforts sink down in to oblivion
and my irrelevance shines completely through
Attacking when I can’t defend;
In a sleep beyond The End itself
I am irrelevant for the final of Gods
The entirety can only be seen behind the looking glass,
where an ordinary eye can’t see
Not a tremendous sense of delight,
but a scorching flame of nothingness
As the «deep well of forget» floods with
anything even least productive
This is a moment that I never anticipated…
Devotion for these ideas threats my sense-lit road
Infection loaded with pathos; an attack with the most clever of ways
I am irrelevant for the final of Gods
The entirety can only be seen behind the looking glass,
where an ordinary eye can’t see
«Devotion for these ideas threats my sense-lit road»