The Ugliness Inside

By freezing nights of wind and rain,
 a pale corpse is gazing at the moon
 Mortified to solve the secret
 and find the purity this time
 To blow off my tortured soul...
 The ugliness inside...
 Today the few that's left for me
 is tainted with blood and ugly thoughts
 And even in centuries, pain will forever remain
 A statement of a wasted life,
 darkness turned to grey sorrow,
 under the silver starlight
 No Flower nor wreast, no cry no regret,
 just let me rot, that's enough for me
 To blow off my tortured soul...
 The ugliness inside...
 Those nights of despair seem to never end
 Drowned in illusion, cut from any life
 All has been so grim so far
 Death awaits, it's time to day
 Stillborn or already dead?
 One night I'll rip this life like a big sow!
 I ask for no pardon as I soon get what I deserve
 And remember all I've done... I've done it against myself.
 Everything's so ugly now, I hate what surround me, moon... I'll miss you
 No flower no wreast, no cry nor regret,
 just let me rot, that's enough for me.
 To blow off my tortured soul...
 The ugliness inside...