On Perspective of Spiritual Catharsis - Monumentum

The Silence is my PERFECT Partner

I Feel IT, in my daily Actions

I Remove all the Past ILLUSIONS

That GRIP away from my mouth

My Carnal Shape is COMPLETE and Strong

And this is the PURE Human form

The Sounds of Words and Thoughts

Are NOTHING but the Uncertainty

Of ALL is supposed to be Known

The LIMBO is the Dry Season I BEG for

It Bleed out my dreamy Soul, ALONE and lifeless

Sands cover the last CARESS of Life

No PAIN is concerned to help the REBORN thru my shroud

Hanging in the BALANCE of a perfect Mind

And in the Truth of a NON-SENSE RELIGION

Once I fed my HEAD now I BETRAY my Body

It’s all I have the LIES carry an entire Existence

The SEPARATION from every New Day

Engulfe the Misery of me that still Kill

My SPIRITUAL MOVEMENTS

And the SUPREME desire to be one with the Infinity

Have Swallowed not only my PRIDE to live

But the Indifference will rule in my World

THE BLIND MASS CAN’T GET ME