Poet's Last Letter Lyrics

Weakened hands and broken heart
of man devoted to the art.
Trapped to live a life unfair,
damned to breathe the earthly air.

To this darkness I am sworn
and it is growing more and more.
Shadows open the last gate
so I shall embrase my fate.

All these years have been the same,
filled with tears like autumn rain.
I've been marked with endless scars
and my soul will soon depart.

Existence doomed by solitude,
locked in this infinitude.
Soon this journey shall be finnished.
Flame of life must be extinguished.

Tears born by my hope and dreams
form a dismal frozen stream.
Burden is what I have carried
on the path to cemetery.

Blood became so cold and pale
after all mistakes and fails.
After many suns and moons
I still bear unhealed wounds.

I could never find relief,
nothing good has been received.
Tomorrow can't and won't be better
so here is my final letter.