Melankolia [English translation]

How I hate speech, and words

How I hate writing

I walk in circles in my empty house

My thoughts mere delusions

My hopes like a morning web

My entire lifetime but ashes and mist

Those who moan of love, those who howl of lust

They circle the heart of the city prowling for blood

The most fearful hide in their dark castles behind ramparts

to brood on their ghosts

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Is the world a nightmare from which you cannot wake up?

Is life but a sigh in the middle of a void?

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Time passes, hours gallop ahead

Death reaps many a poor soul

Cross the bridge before evening comes

But beware the guild of murderers

Beware of joining those

who believe in nothing anymore

The will to be destroyed is perhaps woven into the soul itself

As is the desire for power beyond boundaries

The struggle spans the duration of the space between two words

Yes or no - that is the question

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