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Sunk inside mental walls
The get the close to placate me,
When succumbs the window to the reality.

The Iris hidden under the eyelid of night,
The blinding night,
Un-participate of the dreams.

In the threshold of the crystal feeling,
That fragile is broken in the flour after all,
Destroys the silence, that reigns in my soul.

The habit of looking for hope
Its a human custom,
Always we pact with the destiny.

Only my visions are witnesses of my strife,
My strife against the decay.


Through dark forests,
While strange landscapes,
Lash the self confused inside my desires.

But I'm now standing ,
Weary of the blasphemies
That light from my entrails.
Decided to follow the compass
Of the firmament,
Astral cards designate my departure.

Burial the reimainsthat dwelt in me,
And I throw myself with the open eyes
In a black hole,
With the hope that in any moment of the fall,
Will dawn.

Only my visions are witnesses of my strife,
My strife against the decay.

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