I lay in the darkness
Waiting for the end
Praying to my lost god
Don’t help me one more time
I look to the skies, the oblivion high
The sun as usual shining bright
It’s like a mocking sign put up
To ridicule my miserable life
Always for the end I craved
Wished to die sooner than later
Now I hear my doom approaching
I reconsider, my thoughts I clear
