The incoherent system of life   Structured in my self dark ideology   "But why am I sombre with pride?"   It may be a prelude to a symphony      Through this prelude Carnal Confinement   Anguish was my closer friend   Once into the world of breathingless   I'll be glad to meet my end      My flesh, I overwhelm   As I rise in ecstasy   Proceed into the realm   Of blissful immortality      Winds of pureness I inhale   How can they love this life so miserable?   I neglect my being   How can they trust this God so feeble?      The inner belief now I deny   I structured in myself my proper entity   Inner-prelude increases my will to fly   Sounds of Blackness, my energy      Through this prelude Carnal Confinement   Anguish was my closer friend   Once into the world of breathingless   I'll be glad to meet my end