Lacrimae Rerum Testo

My hopes like falcons
with their mighty wings broken,
my thoughts like corpses
trampled down on a battle field,
my life like a Valkyrie
skinned and abused,
me just a shadow.
Mediocrity's miasma
has touched upon me.
My life is poisened
and you are the ground.
I am not willing
to bear you anymore,
and so I leave you
and the dirt around.
Lacrimae rerum,
palida mors.
My dreams you've stolen, my visions killed,
there is nothing left of what I called my home.
Regards I've been given from down below,
a dark star will guide me from now on.