Silent veil is all around me
Not a single noise
I can't hear the bird's bright singing
Nor somebody's voice
Hopeless illness torments me
I'm forced to face my fate
Amputation of my talent
Caving out my pate

My hearing is fading my music is shading
The deafness is growing sweet notes are bowing

Dices have rolled darkness called embracing the dark
The only tones I can hear are there in my heart

Misanthropic being, I am hiding in my room
Fleeing into composition, symphony of doom