__...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