Rossomahaar What's Your Universe Built Upon
"We're Born Alone
And We Must Face Death Alone
Everyone must die
Whether in pain or at peace
Destruction and demise
What a charming view
Sufeer your salvation
Enjoy my scornful pain
Take a look at these haunted horizons
Enflamed, enraged, disgusting
In their beauty
Aren't you fascinated?
Scared to death almost dead
Though fascinated
Withering yet in hope
The prophecy had not been fulfilled
The spell had no been cast
It's only life which suddenly ceased
To exit finally and at last
The mushroom clouds we avoked
Sunset's and sundown's play with colors
Of tremendous origin
The plague we brought onto ourselves
Engarved into a sullen sleep
For a thousand of ages
To awake and dream of a better living
To cease and be avaken
"Everyone must die
Whether in pain or at peace
We made our choice
Our peace your pain
Our beloved microcosm
Your hatred universe
