There's no remorse within my soul

And I don't lament pain

In fact I enjoy it...



I was all born in an act of laceration

I feel I must leave a sign of my passage

If they only let me go now

Because I have to follow my fate...



I'm disgraced

We have travelled through chaos

All around there's only misery

Ignorance and sadness, the pastfinder returns...



All around there's only misery, ignorance and sadness, why?

Many signs of the past that I found

Only echoes of triumph and sorrow

Of grief and past joy



All monuments of forgotten somber tears...