Tears of a polluted source trickle down the face
Mental persecution of ancient traumas
Dark birds cover the skies
Like veils dress the faces of brides

In the twilight of life
Corroded by remembrances of the past
Insanity was close
Dreams of a troubled mind
Privation of an innocent touch
Pain that paralyzed hope
The end that didn't exist
Hope fed the future

Mistakes are written on the body with blades
Result of impulsive hypnosis
The realization of inner fears
Life is a dance with conducted steps

Wounds open by insane feelings
Delirium in simple gestures
Pillars of fire broken by words
An island lost in the ocean

Thoughts stuck in fragile thoughts
Glass cracks circulate in veins
The desire of pursuing the past
Scars of hopes that shouldn't exist

Sincere confessions that dissolve the ego
Confused images of a dark period
The sight of the blood field that marked an existence
Midnight moon that seduced a deprived body

The elm was conscience
The armor was power
The shield wasn't evolution
The sword was wisdom
The black horse was victory