I was falling again

In the infinite past

Which fastens into the deep

To die in my agony

I was growing again

In the wicked present

What makes to die

In my deep agony

I was dying again

In the maltreated future

Which uncertainly

Has me a prepared

Destiny

And my false memory fools meand

And my false mind condemns meand

And my pain wasted me away

And my wicked pain kills methe

And my false memory fools meand

And my false mind condemns meand

And my pain wasted me away

And my wicked pain

Kills me

The infinite future which makes me to die

In my uncertain

Destiny

Falling

Falling again

Falling

Falling again

Falling

Falling again

Falling

Falling again

I was falling again

I was growing again

I was running again

I was running again

I was falling again

I was dying again

I was falling again

I was falling again

I was falling again

I was growing again

I was running again

I was dying again

I was falling again

I was growing again

I was running again

I was