اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Hail. I speak to you.The only brother that was born with me with there values.
Hail my brother. The one that walked in the bitterness of incomprehension.
Hail my fellow. Still I keep on, although I sense that I am dying.
When the latter black petal, fall and consume my time.......
Life? Sweet taste to blood in my mouth. bitter taste of despair
Death? Real, so real, As If I feel my black broken heart
Overwhelming waves of desire to depart, where nobody wants to look.
Sentiments, my black catharsis does not leave me right now to tell them apart
The rigid embrace of the narrow dwelling, the blackness of absolute night.
So much he joined that to us
Oblivion.
Have your black sentiments
The silence like an overwhelming sea, the invisible but the winning worm's palpable presence!!!
I felt sick, frozen to death, frozen, and in black silence, nothingness became universe!!!
Oblivion.
Died right now?
Oblivion. Emptiness words
Oblivion. Empty life
