Useless, as meaning of the things

Harmless, as breaking of the wings

The life.



Indeed I feel

Immortal thrill,

My feelings' rising waves



I was so right,

It is a fight

Applying lousy scrapes.





My poison soul,

My hidden goal,

Are freezing painful stare



My restless dreams,

My pointless schemes

Bring greasy-iced despair.





Engulfed in flames

And full of shames

I close my wicked eyes



And downstairs

Through all zerg lairs

Is where all mortal dies.





I stretch my limbs,

My body skims

I'm ready for free fall



The final smile,

My peaceful isle -

I'll never more recall.