Blur


A dark cimmerian dream where it has become impossible to see
There I dwell without a voice or any sleep
Under a dismal rain of fear where I am govern by my tears
And so out here I pray for the light
Chased by memories and cries and the sanguine sounds that kills the mind
So I fade away without a single word to say
In dismay with the condition of my heart
Now things have changed and just like a game I must start again
One more time

                                                                                                Omar Otero (c) 2012