Time tears a hole in existence
To languish supinely in torture
See the essence of life
In shafts of light and shade
Remnants gathered by trembling hands
Are now scattered across the world
To form lifeless clouds of dust,
That bind my falling limbs forever.
Seamless visions and blurred moments hold my hands with, with chains of sand.
Daylight breath as cold as razors cut my insides and leave me, and leave me bleed for eternity.
A wish for deepening darkness to hide me from all the pain, pain and misery.
Shards of broken light scar me so deep that I darken my eyes to the world and light.
Perpetual motionless time has numbed all senses that once I held, I once held.
The walls drip with moisture in this lonely shell I slip away so no, no one can see.
Into the unknown where all stands still in a moment, moment of death.
Shards of broken light scar me so deep that I darken my eyes to the world and light.
Time tears a hole in torture
Through shafts of light and shade.
Trembling hands scatter my life dust
Into a perfect death – die moment.