Beyond The Lake کے بول

I keep on my way, beyond the lake Where melancholy prevails every day I came walking alone, no one held out my hand Deceived and challenged even by the gods I found peace within anger Away from home, my feet bled during the journey But I decided to recover from the ashes Whoever I was is gone I'm going to get up and head towards my throne Beyond the lake I see the Sun rise Announcing the arrival of a new day In anger or loneliness I expect nothing more from this material life I found peace within myself I found rest in the purest form of misanthropy And here beyond the lake is Where I wait for the time of my death Where I will see the trees rotting Until I become nothing