the terror, the melancholia, the search, all mixed together, haunt me from place to place, all the time..
my heart knows no peace..!!! my soul knows no peace..!!!
i am full of desire, so they say im a sinner..!!
my heart knows no peace..!!! my soul knows no peace..!!!
i wander to sate, only to sate, i long for the peace, only the peace,
but my desire eggs me on, and onwards i go to seek new pleasure, suffer fresh pains,
thankless am i, to myself, and rage builds within, to new loves, to renwed hates,
but the zest is good they say, the zest is good,
the zest for stupidity, becomes the zest for life i say..
and how many tears shall dribble down from my eyes;
and how much ache shall my heart take, i know not,
but for the resting place i yearn,
be it warm bosom, bed of earth, place of winged fantasy,
i still yearn,
to be free,
To be free is my plea;
is but my only humble plea