Fade away Surrounded by ghosts Captured in freedom of my thoughts In this jail of idleness and doom Silence doesn’t let me rest More in height The dance of the stars And their sadness deforms the soul Along the time I must have died Bound to this being I stare forwards Gloomy dismal world I harvest your spirit Implant the seed into my brain The pulp completes my flesh And again I’m falling Receive me in your womb! I am the one that fades with you The god that creates you