Black Sheep

In the raven black forest wander I with my dead flowers

I look for my dead children with all my melancholy

So thirsty for peace is my soul that

I wait for my end with full moon light

Perceiving is so difficult

And being able to find the truth

I can see the beauty of death

I can see the truth through my dull eyes

Behind the curtains of imaginary vortex

Perceiving is so difficult

And being able to find the truth

I can see the beauty of death

I can see the truth through my dull eyes

Behind the curtains of imaginary vortex

On the roses shed I each drop of blood

From my eyes and I vomit blood

Dreadful dreams again turn to beauty

With the cold breath of death

Perceiving is so difficult

And being able to find the truth

I can see the beauty of death

I can see the truth through my dull eyes

Behind the curtains of imaginary vortex

Perceiving is so difficult

And being able to find the truth

I can see the beauty of death

I can see the truth through my dull eyes

Behind the curtains of imaginary vortex

"I just came...

Don't know the reason

My feet took me here

And I kissed, without reason,

The body with the identity "me"

And I leave without knowing the reason

My feet take me from here..."

Perceiving is so difficult

And being able to find the truth

I can see the beauty of death

I can see the truth through my dull eyes

Behind the curtains of imaginary vortex

Perceiving is so difficult

And being able to find the truth

I can see the beauty of death

I can see the truth through my dull eyes

Behind the curtains of imaginary vortex