Lost (Flagitious Worship)

Thick veil of darkness covered the earth.
The moon with its cold shining
illuminates barrows of wise men.

Lightning tears this darkness down
in front of my fight.
My confused heart
looks for a way to the music of the night.

Dead tree is blooming as an omen of the fight
between the darkness and the light.
I defend it with a blazing fire of my desire.

A pain of desire remains in my heart
in my tries to break the shackles of a taciturn night.
A pain of desire's killing me with atrocious hits.
I remain the most miserable, the lowest and lost.

A fragile vessel of my life
is still drained and filled up with a new life.

A pain of desire's killing me with atrocious hits.
I remain the most miserable, the lowest and lost.