letra de sarabunda - abstract spirit
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i don’t remember my face,
i don’t count wrinkles.
i have never created idols
for worshipping and hating them.
i keep terrible secrets
of those who are gone.
when clay knocked their coffins
i was standing alone…
if i could see the absence of a sense…
if i could hear but not listen…
if i could know life is so empty…
a curtain would drop earlier…
it feels like strings vibrating
somewhere inside of me…
the source of my life pulsates
deep in inner devouring horror…
a torrent of words reflecting my thoughts
falls by downpour unto me…
i behold a world of parallels
painted by withering imagination…
now i set free the warm of life
through a door closed so long ago,
now i get used to feel cold,
i escape this reality… ruined…
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