Monumentum On Perspective Of Spiritual Catharsis
The Silence in 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 Bleeds 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
