When the dark lake received my flesh
I felt my spirit flying over the ruins
Rainy welkin...for dramatic sensations...
and for my body...creeping among stones
For the Queen of sufference
I left my mortal life
and went up those stairs
bringing my infinite torment...
Woman of the lake my weapons are yoiurs
Mortal passion...
Why does this sufference lives?
Why do beauty and lust coexist?
Woman of the door
tell me your essence...and show me that way...
Feed your walls with my body...
kiss my neck
and wash away this blood...

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