I’ve got blind endless agonies.
They come to me at nights.
They’ve stolen all my memories.
They are the pirate of my mind.
I never could get rid of them.
They’re driving me insane.
They’ve turned my greatest street of life
Into the fading lane.
I’m sitting now on the floor;
I’m planning a suicide.
I haven’t got another way,
I have no choice, have I?
I’m sitting here on the floor;
The pirate is my friend,
And he repeats it twice and more
The Death is not the end.
The pirate never let god in.
I’m loading my gun.
Thousand of people do such thing,
I’m not the only one.
The trigger is quite hard to pull,
But I’ve got friend inside.
The steel of weapon is so cool,
Who cares if I die?
I’m alone in this dark room,
I do not want to see
That lingering life must be my doom,
I don’t want to be me.
The pirate took his ground knife.
“Just follow me,” he said.
I said, ”Good-bye, my lonely life”,
And shoot myself. I’m dead.
No regrets I have
No tears I cry
No people I hate
My soul can fly