For long endless millions of instants
I drank at the goblet of illusion
Tilling tumours and follies
Desperately wandering through the dark tunnels of the bone box
Then, submitting I chose to drown in the ashes of my dreams
When purity is raped
Three days are not enough to resurrect
Everywhere leprosy spreads out
The light of the eyes is extinguished
Thunders now shatter the eardrums
The scream is: "The plague be on you!"
The dust I used to build the impalpable reality of my night
Brings me back along the paths where I scattered useless hopes
Believe!
Can I trust you?
Can I trust you?
Oaths engraved in the water...
Obey! As a child, or an idiot
Who follows the laws of the others?
Quicksands have just one unrelenting goal bon voyage, mon amour...
Fight!
That invisible enemy Nestled behind those gorgeous, false, sharp smiles
In order to conques the future: and destroy it!
I go back once more into the abyss of my nothing
You know the dead have the virtue of looking like each other
It seems like yesterday
We were childrens and playing at running After each other;
You would often lock me in the dark cellar
And I implored: "Please open!"
I used to run trampling on the little heads cut off spread ripe on the lawn
We had no mother,so we're taking turns in being her
You were visiting my dreams leaving to snow
Through almost closed fingers
Glittering crystals of virginal illusions
Time seemed out brother
Until the deadly night twisted
I preserved you
Jealously beside me
Gelid, adorned with the damned cloths of the sudde
Silence...
While dreamful I offered you a smile in a suspended flash
The spirit was plucked away by the sacrilege of fatal arms!
Forever! Remember? Forever!
I kept the secret
Talk, talk
You fools!
Forever I wanted still、lifeless and empty
The shadow of you to lie on the bridal couch
Where you laughed astonished Minding the tales Bizarre and contorted I told you every night
Prior to submitting to the empire of the dark
They who know, do not speak!
They who talk, do not know!
Between being god or being damned-
But, after all isn't it true that an inaudible suggestion an ineffable remorse
A secret instinct reveal the impurity hidden in success
The vulgarity of victory the filth nestling In fortune
Pure purity absolute catharsis
Is in misadventure in tragedy in one's ineluctable
Check mat
And when the lights dim And falls slowly the curtain
I return to dance in a ring with the skeleton man and the bearded lady
The bird-boy and the laughing dwarf among dragons and avenging angels
Winged maidens and herds of blind men Who bark with open wide orbits
Taking me at lastto the world where uncertainty does not exist In heavenor underground