Silent Sleep
I sleep in this dark
age…
I am tired and weary,
Every heartbeat is another stab…
Bloody wings are imprisoning me
On the floor of my grave
Creation! You depraved, disgusting ensemble born from an alien whore!
Some times
Dead things put their hands on me at night
To feel sure
I’m cold and cannot move
Big black eyes over the constellations are staring at me
Big black eyes…
The crystal lens,
The veil that blurred my sight,
Transforms the filth in dreams no more…
Broken it is, its sharp fragments cut my skin now wet in cruelty…