Diary Of Me Dead

I who have never been the truth to the others
Living with the honor of creation
Just doing the truth of the universe
The absolute truth that
No one can judge it
No one can change it
Even your god that I don't believe in
Even my god that u don't believe in

We who never betrayed ourselves
We are our own judge
Our crimes are tattooed on our souls
Shinning from our eyes
Breathing by our solitude
Driving the madness of the absolute power in our vein
Asking for revenge ... from us

I the child of the gothic grave am singing
For the legend that have never been
For the sun that we have never seen
For the water that we wish to taste
Glory to the history of our nation that destroy ourselves
Glory to the master who never had the chance to see our darkness

Have u ever try to see the way that I am walking in
Can u touch my stone my great cold stone
Can u pray for me after feeling my reality?
The dusk is here I can smell the fear
I don't know which reality I feel

I try to speak but nothing I hear
So I try to run I try to hide
My face to the dark
And my back to all the human being

I feel the reality
I see it from my place
And it's flying away

It can be described
It can be said in the end

It’s just my end