When the light disappears
And all the brightness ends
A daybreak won`t be the oracle
...and the last
Of the lasts
The time`ll raze to dust...
The filthy word
Shouted out by the sick mind
It`ll stick in shapelessness
Like your breath washed out
By the contempt
I don`t want to wait for it
So kill me
Through I don`t want to die
But kill me
I hide my face in palms
And sin in dirty conscience
I want look any more
I no more look with blasphemy