Meditating In The Contemplation's Horizon (Solitude)
Where are you, Nibban?
In a frozen cave Where will be sleeping A thousand serpents in a niche Of leather and silver
The eyes close Stone embitters the eternal seat The crystalline waters shine They shine and they mirror So unconscious They fight void brave of the tears
Into desecration The more beautiful woman layer Embroidered with the unholy And sacrilegious feeling
Reflex of Myself
With my prayers Come from the sharpest sheet, wisely, Horrible for your rhymes It can make you God A luxurious crown Full of fidelity And majestic passion
Where madonnas And messianic temples Burning in praise for you And your ministers Arriving the gloomy below will see my place The emptiness that will be cold and with sadness
Cry trees, cry for me As the fingernails of a harpia in my soul The Star-king's splendor Arise slowly Where is my soul?
Ah, feel the manifestation of the essence Into the mist of hate To the days exist the night To the pleasures exist the torments To the creators exist the destructors
Ah, feel the darkness The tranquility is the devastation of the monotony And the illumination's wisdom
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