Once again I am looking (at) the sun
I want to feel what I have here inside
Suffocation with the air in here
Hide between all the pain
Seeking through (a) chamaleonic filiations
The invisible color of the emptiness
Trips around secret flaws
They delay the universe
Waking up in the real, waking up (now)
Coming down with the fear, coming down
Like the end of creation
From the dark piece of life
I will follow the essence
I am made of remains
Involution in reverse, its me
Hidden mask cross the mute zone of life
Shine in my own denial of mind
I hurry in descendant
Waking up in the real, waking up now
Coming down with the fear, coming down
I’m nothing more - nothing more than less
Incongruous - insubstantial
The gestures are - without their movement
They come from the past - from darkest sides
In the contours - the forms created
By themselves - they disappear in here
And now its (the) fusion - of the shine
It’s completed when dies - the light
I never want to feel this, it feels unreal
But I can see the light, it comes with fear
Is the dream gone? This revelation?
Consciousness in delirium,
Can I feel now?
An empty gaze blocks the creation
Strange experience, voiceless void
Obsessed creation
It all comes back, am I falling?
Reading my mind, the shades of night
Am I dying?
Could paranoia kill me now?
Chaotic path, I’m destined
To collapse
Surrealistic symphony takes me
I’m waiting for the final act...
In the espiral
