How nice is a person to be lonely-
all alone against the evils of the world;
from the shackles of the burden to be free... alone to write his dreaming destiny!

  How nice is a person to feel sorrow,
to losing something or just part of himself; but it's a part of his temporary life,
gushing from routine moments!

  How beautiful is the loneliness!
Ah, how beautiful is and the grief!
To know that near to you there's no support and you're lone! Only you against the world...

Soulbanshee