Among the edge of life I turn myself The mirror shows past days times of light More times of darkness unsettled I stand Towards the gods of hate The ones to whom I prayed Transcience of life now a manifest Fragmentary tales of yesterday - I back myself Some things pretended more things I regret Here I stand between the gods of emptiness The ones that determined my life Transcience of life now a manifest Am I going to rest? Not today, not tonight, not tomorrow Not today - the day I die Mirror falls to pieces - the day I die Am I going to rest? The day I die...