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[...being being being]

Being at the place of darkness

Where everything that exists, never is

Being in the place of inexistence

Where silence is everything

Where silence never stops

Being in a place I ignore

Where sadness dominates monotony

Where time ???? hands

???????????????????



And I feel the impediment of taking out

The anguish that resounds in my inside

And I feel all his foundless madness

Which oppress me like a thousand gravities

And I feel more presence

That gets lost in the infinity [infinity]



I feel his torture in my being

I feel his screams in my mind

I feel his breath in my soul

I feel his look in my spirit



I try to cry and I have no eyes

I try to hear and I have no ears

I try to smell and I have no nose

I try to touch and I have no hands

I try to burst, and I have no body

I try to burst, and I have no body



I feel his torture in my being

I feel his screams in my mind

I feel his breath in my soul

I feel his look in my spirit



What`s the sense of this demented

Function which trapes me?

What`s the order of this puzzle

If none of us fits okay?

What`s the motive of this whole emptiness

If we don`t exist in any concrete point?

What`s the answer to everything

If I can`t even make

Make a question?

[a question?]

[a question]



All these pleasures, refused

All these sacrifices, in vain

All these prays, with no destiny

All these penances, absurd

All these abstinences

To get a beyond

From the plenty grace

And above all these

Fears to an inexistent God

For this Chaos

[this Chaos]

[this Chaos]



All these pleasures, refused

All these sacrifices, in vain

All these prays, with no destiny

All these penances, absurd

All these abstinences

To get a beyond

From the plenty grace

And above all these

Fears to an inexistent God

For this Chaos



[yeah]



Is this perpetual night, perhaps my personal hell??

Maybe this perpetual night, bring a clear sunrise

Which let me see the sky, that I think I deserve

But until that moment I can only wait and reflect

About everything and nothing

And try to remember the mistakes

That confined me to utter obscurity

[...being being being]

Being at the place of darkness

Where everything that exists, never is

Being in the place of inexistence

Where silence is everything

Where silence never stops

Being in a place I ignore

Where sadness dominates monotony

Where time ???? hands

???????????????????



And I feel the impediment of taking out

The anguish that resounds in my inside

And I feel all his foundless madness

Which oppress me like a thousand gravities

And I feel more presence

That gets lost in the infinity [infinity]



I feel his torture in my being

I feel his screams in my mind

I feel his breath in my soul

I feel his look in my spirit



I try to cry and I have no eyes

I try to hear and I have no ears

I try to smell and I have no nose

I try to touch and I have no hands

I try to burst, and I have no body

I try to burst, and I have no body



I feel his torture in my being

I feel his screams in my mind

I feel his breath in my soul

I feel his look in my spirit



What`s the sense of this demented

Function which trapes me?

What`s the order of this puzzle

If none of us fits okay?

What`s the motive of this whole emptiness

If we don`t exist in any concrete point?

What`s the answer to everything

If I can`t even make

Make a question?

[a question?]

[a question]



All these pleasures, refused

All these sacrifices, in vain

All these prays, with no destiny

All these penances, absurd

All these abstinences

To get a beyond

From the plenty grace

And above all these

Fears to an inexistent God

For this Chaos

[this Chaos]

[this Chaos]



All these pleasures, refused

All these sacrifices, in vain

All these prays, with no destiny

All these penances, absurd

All these abstinences

To get a beyond

From the plenty grace

And above all these

Fears to an inexistent God

For this Chaos



[yeah]



Is this perpetual night, perhaps my personal hell??

Maybe this perpetual night, bring a clear sunrise

Which let me see the sky, that I think I deserve

But until that moment I can only wait and reflect

About everything and nothing

And try to remember the mistakes

That confined me to utter obscurity

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