A deadly suffering filled with pleasure. 

A necessity giving you the breath of life.

Behind the black mask... 

Beyond the night. 

In silent solitude one dwells in sadness.

Death smiles to me... laughs at me. 



A millennium of nights shall be mine. 

Desperate is the senselessness of time. 

An ocean of darkness. 

Unbearable is the pain of doom.

A wretched beast of remarkable dreariness. 



The feeling of being abandoned caught me.

A loneliness calmer than any emotion. 

The deadly silence. 

A suffering expressing the most exquisite beauty.

I felt lost... Almost desperate.