__...A dark poem...__
It´s a motion in my essence
Shadows dancing in my mind
Activating the clairvoyance
Short days and deep nights
Feelings are perpetuated
With a swampy distress
Grief is the only salvation
The sanctuary of the mass
In the darkness, my mind floats
Under the remains of haunting ghosts
A dusk cloud covers the light
Swallowing thy whole face
I must go to the endless fight
The begin of my last decadence