Eroica - Wolfpack Unleashed

Silent veil is all around me

Not a single noise

I can’t hear the bird’s bright singing

Nor somebody’s voice

Hopeless illness torments me

I’m forced to face my fate

Amputation of my talent

Caving out my pate

My hearing is fading -- my music is shading

The deafness is growing -- sweet notes are bowing

Dices have rolled -- darkness called -- embracing the dark

The only tones -- I can hear -- are there in my heart

Misanthropic being, I am hiding in my room

Fleeing into composition, symphony of doom