Rossomahaar - What's Your Universe Built Upon

"We're Born Alone

And We Must Face Death Alone



Everyone must die

Whether in pain or at peace



Destruction and demise

What a charming view

Sufeer your salvation

Enjoy my scornful pain


Take a look at these haunted horizons

Enflamed, enraged, disgusting

In their beauty



Aren't you fascinated?

Scared to death almost dead

Though fascinated

Withering yet in hope



The prophecy had not been fulfilled

The spell had no been cast

It's only life which suddenly ceased

To exit finally and at last



The mushroom clouds we avoked

Sunset's and sundown's play with colors

Of tremendous origin

The plague we brought onto ourselves



Engarved into a sullen sleep

For a thousand of ages

To awake and dream of a better living

To cease and be avaken



"Everyone must die

Whether in pain or at peace

We made our choice

Our peace your pain


Our beloved microcosm

Your hatred universe