Sitting on your old armchair,
you can remember death, but not life...
Yous not enough.
Is there any reason to go on?
Beast and human fighting to take your soul.
Time killed your family and friends
and madness knocks the door again.
Hunger, hunting, passion and death,
and madness knocks the door again.
Rests of humanity come from anywhere
and show how weak you are.
Night is over, and sun will give the peace you need.
Light and ashes, spirit free;
this is your last dan.

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