Moments languish in their absence while silence moans
Paralyzed in dormancy, lifeless slumber drowning in emptiness
Senses still flicker awaiting the hopeless awakening to a vague travesty of being
Carrying human body in a long dead soul
I've abandoned the flame once burning within
Seeking only the depths of fathomless stillness
Surrounded by wills of the wisp in this reeking swamp
Where demons swarm by my side
Once I gazed upon a mere reflection of light
As if through the eyes of the living
Reflection has gone and will never return
I curse this sight to the lowest pit of damnation
Staring to these white walls and waiting for them to vanish
Feeling of cold grows stronger and sight is blurring in these tired eyes
No questions remain anymore as they're all wiped away
Only this moment where time stands still reaching its limits
Stillness awaits while touching the calmness merged with pain
That soon will cease to be with my shattered conscioussness
River is flowing down in constant movement, further down
Slow aching movement and last shadows of horror appear to this gruesome sight
Too weak to move anymore lying still awaiting the darkness to come
Sight is growing dim and white turns to black drifting away, away
Can't turn back the time, it's claws mangle what's left of me
Diving into prodigious landscape beyond experience
Stars have died in this desolate wasteland of infinity
Limits collide and shatter into endless parallels
Physical form has ceased to exist, only spirit without carrying form
Outside the form as the breath of howling winds and darkness
The world never appeared in reality nor even a wretched dream
Black holes open wide in between the galaxies unseen
The conciousness has escaped from its bounding walls
Open wide the gates to unreality...
Disappear into the waving stream...
Darkness as your guide...
Devil in your veins...
Great abundance of grief, prosperity of poverty and wealth of misery prevails
Losses you gain with weakness as your power while rejoicing at your plentiful agony
Darkness as your guiding light, winter frost keeps you warm through the night
Gallons of absinthe to keep you sane, only death keeps you alive
Solitude as your companion and silence to hear your cries
Hatred for you to cherish and pain for you to enjoy effusively
Flying to stay on the ground, fleeing to face the present
Touching the prosperity you always failed to see
Colosseum
