Cień - Highest of Humanity

I am possessed by haunting voice -
It screams out loud to me - 'kill yourself!'
I'm running away, losing my breath -
It still persists for my decay.

Despair, misery, the end of life,
Vain, suffering, the rotting odour,
Harmonic disrupt, chaotic dawn,
The rope is finally hung...

I'd like to breathe - I know I cannot.
I'm filled with guilt - that live I cannot.
I am observing whole world from up high,
Beautiful sight, my endless pride...

Above all others,
I've reckoned the world.
No will to live, expecting no grace...
Guardian of life, follow my shade...

Finally fell down - but without pain.
My lungs are empty, harmony ends.
My twisted face has become pale
And that's how I meet my glory's death...