Liberation Bliss - Cien

Functioning as an empty shell

Overgrown walking corpse of a child

Why not transform into soil a seed a tree

To finally feel how it is to really be alive

Walking child of a corpse

Just an empty shell, just an empty shell

Both a man of a shadow

And a shadow of a man

Life has reached the moment of truth

Denial would be worthless

Time is coming to its end for me

It’s all I ever wanted

The world, what will it be without me?

The same

Nothing is certain

It’s unknown what the dreams are made of

Doesn’t matter — sweet or bitter

Nothing will be revealed

Until all light fades out

Descending tentacles of darkness

Caress my skin with an allure

Shelter is in detachment

In peaceful agony

When numbness brings the comfort

In the cocoon of nothingness

State of blissful paralysis

Is the grandest reward

Mirage of wasted lifetime

Of slumber in unreality

Goes down the drain

In one single moment

Tempted by perverse will

To become one with the earth

Feeding the cold ground

With drops of own blood

A shadow, a child

A walking whisper

A breathing disaster

Let it go, is it the only life you have?

Let it die, to untie it from all lies

Let it rot, cover up in dust of time

Just let it go, to unveil the truth behind

Just let it go!

This is just life, let it go

Listen to me

Let it die — let it rot

Just let it rot

For all time

Let it go, let it die

It’s time to learn the pain of pride!

Let it go, the only life

Let it die, just let it die

It’s your life

An empty shell

A wasted seed

Buried in soil

But it will never become a tree

A walking child of a corpse