Текст песни Nocturnal Cycle

Nocturnal Cycle Noctural cycle i can't see.. I can't taste... but i can feel as the poor suffering fears when the death knocks at the door i sickly apprehend those long and gloomy nights the awakening calls making an unbearable noise ouh.. I know day after day... it's back and my patience is exhaust to a consciousness level that i cannot seize the time and his notions penetrate me all over my body i must fear my own self on the slippery wall... where i crawl