I like it    I don't like it

Through the eyes of suffering

They've seen it all - the frames of being here

When time draws near and everything is closing

Life has remained the same as it used to be

Shadows are falling onto the plains that always were

Now and then weeping and bleeding again

Towards the nightfall walking in rain that never ends

The hours keep crawlings until the end

Through the eyes of suffering

they watch the end of life now coming

Its icy claws flicker in the dark

When life is through they're coming for you