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