I heard the voice. Didn't see behind the words. I saw the faces. Loved ones, unknown to me. I was asleep. And I never really woke. I had a dream. Made for me, already dreamed.
Puzzled and confused about this mistery called life.. Can you tell me why all this is happening?. Everything around us is building up.. Just to collapse in half the time it was constructed..
The mountains are cold and strong the snow is pure and fresh. this provides me with strength embraced by the grey mountains. and the strong king winter, I am..
This night, life is hanging heavily in me,. as an oppressing burden,. Repugnant by her irony of intoxicating happiness,. Irritating by her provoking cynicism,.
A winding path in a quiet and cold storm.. It ascents higher and higher to an abyssal summit,. Abrupt ravines where sink the grounded souls,. The spirits tortured by the fire, the blood, the desire,.
Doing the same thing over and over. And hoping for a different result. And what voices do I have to make them fall for me?. . Fall for me. . So cut the rope and face yourself.
When your road deserts you. And your feet disappear. You'll find some orchards. Wasted one, without appeal. Where will you go from here?. . Against the world from here.
who's taking your life away?. seems this is your final day. have I strenght to go through this. it's easier for you, you will find your peace. . in this world, that I detest so much.
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