I have to live with this Pain, agony and suffering And yet smile...
A hardened masochist indeed No escape but death Death would relieve me Of my sorrows...
My feeble soul burdened with frozen tears Would secure a release and Would once again breath in Fresh air... Untouched by cruelty of your Beauty, hypocrisy and even presence On this festival of festivals
The day of deliverance I shall secure a release and till then I have to live with this Pain, agony and suffering...
