كلمات Bleeds

Abstract colors within this hostile universe, I see new shades, now everything for me is attainable I leave and i return simultaneously, as if i had died, My senses do not exist here There is just a slight sign of consciousness: Your death is my destiny. It is just a fleeting thought, Hope is not welcomed in this place; But now in the stupor of my non-existence, I can contemplate the immortality of my grief. Like a beggar i try to breathe the breath of the dread, Every minute becomes more diffuse Every moment is more vulnerable to the pleasure of the memories. I can see subtle shapes, suggestive and accurate; I can see a lot of ways, a serpent shows the threshold to me I can see you i can feel your reflex burning my last mortal notion So delicate, so pure Your presence humiliates me, satisfies me, condemns me Discovering your skin