Dusk unseen dash, After spectral light. While I seeking in heaven time gasp. Silent ethereal arms. With the brightness of the quasars, Your eyes, are the core of my desire. Undulating the air I breathe, Altering the time of my existence. Like warm mirage projected, In the golden sands of the desert, Reality, In its aqueous and suffocating curtain, Dissipate horizons. Dilutes my destiny. If I believed I have a soul, I will fight against my flesh, To get into a journey of darkness, And stellar light, To the worlds confines. Without ever entering The threshold of any. As a cold gust of cosmic wind. Without conscience of form. Loveless and homeless. Where only the energy flow, In the dark matter´s water, Absorbing the all, to its core. Transforming the feelings, Into delicious electrical sparks. Cosmic silence. Purple light wakes me up. Its deadly arms released me.