The incoherent system of life

Structured in my self dark ideology

"But why am I sombre with pride?"

It may be a prelude to a symphony



Through this prelude Carnal Confinement

Anguish was my closer friend

Once into the world of breathingless

I'll be glad to meet my end



My flesh, I overwhelm

As I rise in ecstasy

Proceed into the realm

Of blissful immortality



Winds of pureness I inhale

How can they love this life so miserable?

I neglect my being

How can they trust this God so feeble?



The inner belief now I deny

I structured in myself my proper entity

Inner-prelude increases my will to fly

Sounds of Blackness, my energy



Through this prelude Carnal Confinement

Anguish was my closer friend

Once into the world of breathingless

I'll be glad to meet my end