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Walking between shades I am.
Pale, sick and upset, my sad and disgusting body:
But I am still alive, even alive I am.

And the love is alone an illusion I am alone, in the exile I want more of this sweet pain want to be the evilness in the heart.

My mute words are, and my blind look I stay.

Now I realize that I am alive
even I live, am not dead, not!
I want mas light want love and rejoice but roll over and only I am...

Now I see shades, but pale shades of the reality are alone, I am removed from the kindness and three degrees of the pretense...

And the love, the love! The love!...
It is an illusion in the loneliness
My mute words are and my blind look I stay.

I stroll alone I am alone with my soul and from there I see to this shade see to this pallor of the reality

Loneliness invades me
Loneliness is my friend
Loneliness is my name

I am alone with my soul!

Loneliness, remember me
Loneliness love me
Loneliness feel me

I have flood me with your lies

Loneliness kill me
Loneliness start the life
Loneliness is your name, my sweet more Loneliness

Pale shade of the reality
You are your Loneliness.