Now that you are back;
I shall breath my last,
And bid adieu to this mortal realm,
I offer you a seat with me,
An offer to sail to the realm of wonders.

Sleeping under the moonlit sky,
I dream about that smile of yours,
For living in this reality of smoke,
I have come to realise,
That  you and me aren't meant to be.

Therefore;
I shall walk away; slowly
Turn left and go,
Go to the realm of satanic immortality
And cry my sorrows.

You were my only infatuation;
Now you are replaced,
By a drop of acknowledgment,
From the sea of love.

Goodbye;
My dear comrades;
Don't cry when you remember me,
Sing songs of war;
For I have won the war against life.

And therefore I bid adieu to this mortal realm,
And offer you a seat with me,
An offer to sail to the realm of wonders.