Paroles de Fin De Siecle

now my child, you would be five; through everything by my side in this fin de siècle spirit; this age of selfishness did we permit everything to slip away? did i lose everything i believed in? is there no tomorrow? only thoughts for today is there no tomorrow? i trusted you should you have been brought into this cold dark world fatherless, abandoned with our child within in this life there are no fathers not on heaven nor on earth we spend our life searching for this lost fragment of our soul immersed in self-indulgence is there no hope for beauty? whose arms are big enough to hold my fears? already i have more than i can bare. this life i once opened to joy now lies twisted in pain this is dying and not loving the honey now flows with blood i will die with this guilt..... knowing i betrayed myself.