Lęk - My Death

In the middle of the dark forest I stand alone.
I hear the silent whispers
from the crowns of old trees.
This is a time for my endless dream...
This is a time for my mind...
This is a time for my soul...
...and desolate heart covered by ice.

I'm dreaming
Open your eyes and see!
The mysterious woods,
Trees moving their roots,
I feel very well,
Because of my choice of hell.

I refuse your blood, you fucking christ,
In all my life you gave me only the pain,
My heart doesn't belong to you,
Now I am in my home.

Home of endless true,
Home for me, not you,
Home where all my feelings,
Are the eternal tale

I'm holding a knife
I'm ending up with life,
Life of the lonely torments,
Wasted time on Earth!
I'm dreaming! I die! My death!