Song of the Nightbird

Thousands of souls inside me crying in the circle of filth
Millions of tears inside me- tears I cannot cry
Why can't my existence fad a way, why can't my spirit die?
Why can't I leave this world and travel through the beautiful night?

I dont need salvation- I don't need consolation
I seek for eternal damnation and dreams in the beautiful night
my soul so old and desperate- why I cannot fly?
Why can't I spread my burned wings and fly through the beautiful night?