Even If The Fate Is About To Change

after taking away everything from myself

i have lived through half of my life

never abandoned and never forlorn

yet within this hermitage

i feel that this fate isn't my property

and this place belonging to on-one

just pretends hosting me

is this the very moment

when i close my eyes and see the darkness

and not the abyss hanging above me

suspended within me?

now i see through

i have never been arising but

like a sack of meat i'm constantly nailed

onto your enormous fang

so that you could stare within me for too long

so that you could take my life away

like a women pregnant for 20 months languid i wonder around

in my entrails carrying this huge sack

which i'll bestow to my child so that earlier it could die

or not lose time for conscious living his life

i'll take hours away from him, and save him from useless days

alive ones, which from now on

shall be an eternal curse for my entire kind...

(then through wrapped by black web eye

i'll look at people unseen to me for so long

whose gaze will speak to me the only language

greedy for tasting another one tragedy)

there is no turning back...

to win means to lose everything