Sympathy for passing time

My fragment is fouled by your passion
Which is misshapen and impure
SInce you feel secure by the treason
That you caused within my soul

How can it come true,
The world is real act
If all elements of the existance
coming from it are firm, arising from me

The fate of heroes is the rage of brigthness,
The shine of your fancy's final smile
By a blind and stout creature
Dismay couple your insane pleasure
By these blind and stout evil
Your fears make you weaker

Let you shake here and now
Let you feel all of its moments
My spred universal spirit
Soon places you on a newer pyre

Let you feel here and now
Every moments of your vibration
My spred universal spirit
Soon places you on funeral pyre

I can't seek the source of your sin
Because it's deep in your soul
They are here within me
All that dry and unsheltered
Feel as the light of fatigue's smile
Starts to penetrate your tortured mind

Let you shake here and now
Let you feel all of its moments
My spred universal spirit
Soon places you on a newer pyre

Let you feel here and now
Every moments of your vibration
My spred universal spirit
Soon places you on funeral pyre