Should I cry
Or should I die
Should I scream
Or should I dream
About what fate had dealt me
Without any clemency
Whatever fate had for me to ordain
To grieve and to resist will end in vain
I am haunted by regrets and nothing to inquire
For it is late and my time has come to expire
In my mind there are no desires
Nor are there any left over prayers
A veil shadows my rose
It is time for the door to close
Time will crush me
This place is not for me
Fate and Fortune are just an illusion
They drove and derided me and led me to delusion
I cannot recall what good Fate has done
Can I escape fate and just run
To a place where frail violets don't fall
And snakes don't crawl
The door of hope has shut
And my tongue has been cut
Without any use, I beg, I plead, I howl, I crawl
Like a dead fly on a wall
Now I lay myself in the pillow
And I know I am in the underworld below
O great artificer in the sky
Isn't this world a grotesque lie?