[Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson 29/9-1999 Edited 11/7, 27/7 and 6/8-2000]
Filled with sorrow...
Bleak inner self touched by
devoured by solitude, still wrapped in time.
Holding myself back in suspicion...
and lingering in
the dust of my abandoned remains.
Killed with the dagger of life...!
Such an exquisite pride in my
alone, all alone with the emotional
streams of my soul...
So real, so pure... yet i'm left aside
fear... without hope.
Raped by the light of the world...
Scorned, left behind and broken down...
I am truly left
but somehow... just somehow
it feels like my loneliness is a victory
over the self-delusion of joy... and
My heart beats faster,
the anguish becomes clearer
and my misanthropic view gets stronger.
Living in the
so proud of being the one,
so desperate for a helping hand.
Do I really want to live this
I have a thousand reasons to die,
and many millions of tears to cry... in silence.
The human plague has emtied my
and I curse the day I was born... to this world!
Still, no-one else I ever want to be...
and no-one else I intend to
'cause no-one else I was meant to be!
I need, I want, I long for my retribution...
I need, I want, I yearn for my
I want my retribution... I want it now!
Unity; a gathering of open wounds,
of dark... of dark clean
what a dream... what a dream so distant!
Why should I... why should I be alone
when I love... when I love my
Shall I die... shall I die to be free
when I cry... when I cry in silence...
so please let me die in
oh my god, let me die in silence!