A hundred times I die each day,
In a hundred different ways.
A hundred tortures to endure-
A hundred fires that blaze.

Every time I close my eyes,
I kill myself anew
And watch myself as I writhe and die-
My corpse as it turns blue.

Blood escapes and stains my skin-
As in my mind I die-
And mingles with my flooding tears.
Myself I crucify.

A hundred times I die each day,
In a hundred different ways.
A hundred tortures to endure-
A hundred fires that blaze.