Streams of time run so fast, they break me like a levee, Carrying the days that I'll never see. The tide of the past is unbearably cold and excruciatingly heavy It drags me down into the sea. Strikes of the clock are counting down extremely loud and steady, Slowly bringing the minute of death. All those things that make you sad and break your heart, now baby They're just ripples over the depth. The oldness, weakness and fatal diseases - Now it's real – it's not just words. The palp of nihility has caught me and it squeezes, Pressing out all my life to naught. The Endless Ocean is raging around me And crashing waves are drowning out my scream. Not knowing mercy, black waters surround me, And pull me down in that horrible dream. Sunrise is burning in the sky, Nighttime slowly passes by, I hear a quiet distant chime And feel I still have some time...