La marche funèbre: Nothing to Declare

My eyes, died in salted sadness
My ears, drowned in floods of blood
My heart, buried with my past
My life, leaving me

Nothing to declare, I left it all there
Nothing to declare, but infinite despair

And in this soundless darkness
Bereft of almost all senses
I wished and hoped for tranquility
Awake dreams of eternal rest

A myriad of distressing seeds
Planted by my self and soul
Awoke a restless inner ghoul
'Cause history can't bе buried!

I see, the faces of thosе I lost
I hear, my name in desperate cries
I feel, pain in my crimson chambers
I know, I thought I had

Nothing to declare

Sad memories haunt me
Grief written in every nerve and vein
The history of my dismal senses
Leaving me, no rest or escape!

This life-devouring desperation
Drags me to the ultimate edge
Embrace life (Face death)
As only in life I might heal
(Embrace life) Face death
As only in death I can hide