Wondering (Come With Me)

My passage to darknessWith closed eyes towards infinityThe following openings of truth are not sufficientConstant hunger impressions pushes forwardWhy does not my sight reach for enoughCome with me, my friendI wanna show You the EndI'll take you to the edge of feelingsFor you from the stream of the truthTo take the strength for the further wayCome and I'll show you the land of withering flowersWhere sadness covers the earthYou'll see a troadden roseOn which the cold rain falls every dayTo devoid her of the rest of her lifeCome with me my friendAnd you'll be given yearsNo experience will we gain togetherBut you'll see a place with no way outYou'll feel the gust of deathInhale the dirty airAnd lay to the grave with covered faceCause finally you'll know the directionYou should head for