Down the red mountain Each day I have to climb, My eyes stare at you The perfect sky, so high. Down the red mountain I fear to tread, Close to catharsis I fall like an autumn leave Burnt and forgotten Rivers of fear, I know... So far from the end Of this divine monument. Light has never been, No sun revealed, My live never was... I am not...I see them run, I only live by their side, Cyclic storms in my heart Rage and brew so deeply. I hate myself so much, The worst is my pleasure, I never dream, Nightmares as my only friends They surround me, I am nothing... I do not deserve to live My mask won't hide me no more Life appears to me just like nothing, Nothing else but an epitaph Unread by all. And I drown in this void... Each day, a new pain Each day a new death. The only way to preserve my creation Is eradication, in a sigh ... No blasphemy, no heaven in sight Nothingness as a picture of my desires That I will never, never paint. The blood that feeds my life Is not my own My anemia is the sign, I sink... Down the red mountain I fear to tread, Close to catharsis I fall like a dead leave