I die and I want to see
The last hope of cognition
Of the verity
In a light ray of consciousness
Around deadly and cold dark.
The verity is consist in puzzle
Of magic sphere,
Which gives unknown pain
Of blissfull fear.
I wanna be immortal,
I must feel a unknown pain,
I wanna be the god
I must born again.
Unraveled puzzle opens pass
On labirinth of a pain...
And I become a God.
I shall create own religion
In my dominion of the enclosing world.
My own consciousness
Is reflection of a reality.
I have become a God.
God of light and dark,
Of chaos and tranquillity.
I am verity!
I have died, but I live in light ray
Of consciousness around of dead cold,
When you want to see the last hope
