(music and lyrics by Ansis Markauss)  I saw myself in misted mirror  Thought that he was someone else  What I have left was no more than zero  World behind me is under a spell  I can't tell you what I feel  Wounds of life are not to be healed  Blood is sweet - taste it from my veins  I go farther - you stay among the insane  Death does not take away your sorrows  Promise of silence is empty and hallow  Just for a while it lets you look into well  Reflection shows you how low you fell  Tired of the run of time  I couldn't find my place on earth  Life is river which washes ashore  Those who weren't chosen since the very birth  Strive for the unknown is your elation  Laurels to reach and glory to gain  Reason of life demands no incantation  To search it elsewhere is all what has remained  It's just a weakness to face the life  Your Golden years have gone leaving strife  You will always have time to dig your own grave  Yet your soul have not felt a life's powerful grace  Death is a trap for the superstitious  Sidestep of stream is not an acquisition  Love can guide you to perfection  If only death could help you to attain?