Time is drawing on my skin

Paintings of horror

I'm just a man to fight with him

Even the energy of my sorrow

Can't help me to win

I envy the time never goes back

That it's invisible and lives

Forever when it's always dead

And its' pervert profanation

Is dwelling in my madness, that is fact

My loneliness I realizing

Becoming famous face

Of times' romantic advertisement

I see all my love is wasted

Waiting for the rainbow rising

I am kneeling in the mud

As nobody's phantom

On all my reveries' tomb...