Interpret:

Rotting Christ

Album:

A Dead Poem

Great dilemma 
Detestable thoughts 
Non-existing facts 
Ans it`s the grief that accompanies you 


Life and death are struggling 
The outcome is wavering 
The decision is ours 
But the truth escapes me 


The sadness of bereavement 
The loss of innocence 
Hate made an untrodded path 
Of my soul 


I walk lightly 
Trying not to wake 
My sleeping conciousness 
Trying to resist myself 


The fate has schemed 
Against us 
The weak are condemned 
Fear now 
I want to be alive 
But my soul is asleep 
You can say whatever 
I go on all alone