Death in midsummer



There is true beauty in all that dies

Nothing lasts forever...I know

Dreams, hopes, life itself

Slipping through my fingers

Slipping through my fingers

Like a sand on beaches

I used to know

So many people came and went

As years go by

Their faces fade like a song

In vain I try to hold on

To the humble knowledge

I gathered



Death in midsummer

Death in Midsummer



So much still to learn

To discover, to feel

Yet I sense

My earthly and only existence

Fade away



No light at the end of the tunnel

No God to save one's soul

The atheist's curse

The atheist curse

Life never seemed precious to me

But now...

It is so cruel to die



In the middle of summer

In the middle of summer