I am your thronged brute and I will never see the necessity not to see me as such. And I suspected the sun in me. I want to spit on the extreme point from a boundless fact. I lead a war in me and I will never see the necessity not to see a such.
I see myself as the witness, such witness of delusion: And with regard to freedom: certainty is an illusion.
And I am the only way on such oh individual impartiality. I want urge my troubles now against such deceitful conscious irony. And I sailed in conflagration with lightships on the ocean to the wildest sun. I didn`t see the shores of Atropos there, but I heard the soundings of alarm:
Never I will cease with this enlightened impetus. Never I will impair such strong-willed intention. And never I will thrust aside this actual fact. I will never be such pitiful impression of an aim. Never I will bound the actual thought in its distress and never I will tolerate a life without struggle. Never I will indulge in the tolerance of their urges. I will never pray: "The pain is our plain!"
(´cause) I am the witness of an unbearable illusion - a desert chimera. (´cause) I am the witness of a vacant delusion - a desert full of logic.