I cannot imagine the days to come
When I feel so empty as this
Like a creek without water to humble itself,
Like a man without his love's kiss.
So be it that I lose my faith in myself
So much that I crave for self-disaster
Only to drown in my own pity,
And dub Fate as my mortal Master
And woe is me! that my people dear disappear before my eyes
Dissapating, Vanishing, Leaving,
So far away that they will not hear my cries
And what become of I, that helpless little youngster?
Why, I become the earth's first Monster.
When I feel so empty as this
Like a creek without water to humble itself,
Like a man without his love's kiss.
So be it that I lose my faith in myself
So much that I crave for self-disaster
Only to drown in my own pity,
And dub Fate as my mortal Master
And woe is me! that my people dear disappear before my eyes
Dissapating, Vanishing, Leaving,
So far away that they will not hear my cries
And what become of I, that helpless little youngster?
Why, I become the earth's first Monster.
