"i climb high to hear his call,
as the burning abyss awaits for my fall..."
the fiery gates stood unforgiving
open wide as it devour, men that lust on every hour
demons ripped my tongue away, now salvation i wont taste
i hear the cries of tortured souls lamenting
as they call from the bowels of endless tormenting
buried under the sea of corpse, i saw the light abandon me
hopeless i drown in this pool of sorrow
stench of rotting soon will follow
every intolerable second was an eternity,
eaten by this butchering misery
"i journey now, sinking in punishing sands
in regret, i walk this burning land
to seek forgiveness..."

I don’t know if you know
I carry you
in an involuntary sigh
in a constant exodus of yearning
and in the frantic deepness of all
nostalgic thought, shaking time and distance
to place me near you
in the closeness of your warmth
remembered

I carry you in sorrow
precipitated
in the absence of your voice
and in the memory of your rib cage molded
in the shape of ardent weakness
my embrace

I carry you, the braille at the tip of my fingers
life drawn in lines on my left palm
and in the carcass of calm interrupted
by the pounding of a heart’s ill-time

I don't know if you know, but
I carry you in the crown of memories consoled
and in the spine of excess
where I fall, between involuntary sighs
defeated
in your skin remembered
from the confines
of the heart