Locura Alaam (7th of July,1992)

Never had I wanted to be
Drunk more than now or feel
The drowsiness of a death befalling me
Slowly devours but never may heal

O, my Heaven now hath gone...
Canst thou really never be
Back or 'sit already done?
How without thee, Heaven, I'd be?

Would none take me to Lethe?
Can I not be a mere shade?
Forget that I once could breathe...
My memories... They too shall fade...