I bemoan the wounds of Fortune.

There's so much to do, so little time.
So tight if I want to fulfill death at age 40.

I shall study operas/history and Mozart.

I shall study criminology/child psychology.

I shall study literature.

I shall take departure for some time and concentrate in enriching myself with so much, the past of the world has got to offer. And then I may come back...

I shall study fashion.

I shall plan my own death, the way I want it to be.

If there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark