Lyric

My being dissolves and loses its substance

It flows like tears, like blood

My messages dim me, I lose my essence

I disappear there, I fade away, I feel it

I have returned, an unwitting phantom, a dark apparition

A spectral glimmer, faceless and nameless

Sad clown, frightening, unexpected, lost

A mirage, a nightmare… what does it all matter in the end

I am nothing anymore and yet visible again

I am a fragment of consciousness, a tiny spark

A dull voice, it's pathetic, it's laughable

Come one last time to breathe the blue of the sky

What a cruel trick to return and disturb the tranquility

Of the world of the living that turns so admirably

My soul, tormented by all its "vicissitudes"

Suffered from unspoken words, from silences… selfishly

A haunting phantom is above all a haunted spirit

If it ventures out of its grave, it Deceased

This is to tell the living how much they mattered

And that, vitally, some are not just passing through…

I return to where I should have reasonably stayed

Heavy heart, black heart, empty heart, deaf heart

Words no longer matter, nor do feelings

I abandon them here; they will be of no further help to me

I have lifted the veil, now I must raise my sail

Find meaning, find peace, seek it in oblivion

I raise my eyes and contemplate the canvas in the sky

The sun still shines, it will always shine, that is so

Farewell!

Farewell!

Farewell!