Deep, mysterious. Bring off your mind the experience.
Alone. Given dreams all ridden with the pain.
Forsaken. Trying to find some peace of mind.
Sleep. There’s innocence from my reason.

And my eyes are dead. I preserve the calm.
Wearing the mask of a ghost. Mercy in my eyes.
Now is time to dream. Waiting anxiety for a fair judgement.

Let me taste. I am beneath in the soil.
Alone. In this endless coma of souls.
Silently ochre sands are blown by the wind.
(In) this land where ravens cry their agony.

Let me feel. I’m dying fast inside your tears.
Alone. The silence of your embrace.
Awhile the mere reflection brought disgust.
The end. Honouring the one engraved.

This time you are beyond all help.
In solid tears I linger.
My shadow is born from a light.