18 novembro 2005

Unwanted salvation

"When i step inside the gather which berries the shadows of my frozen memories,
My crystal tear grows as a strike of agony falls against my neck
When static portraits appear hanged by the chains of my last remaining feeling
It mutilates me
In my madness I call your name while bloody tears fall
No answer…. nothingness approaches
Now alone, my soul falls upon a velvet ground
No answer…I have to leave…
Suddenly, my heart returns to the wicked earth that is my prison…
My body rests in wounded colors
No answer… my scream... your silence...
That is my salvation."

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