Famous Black Piercing
Shadows upon shadows;
In the light they burn,
In the dark they drown,
In my mind they find salvation.
Infesting, cursing me forever,
To remember, to regret
And never, never to forget -
Not in a day of joy,
Not in a day of beauty,
Not in a lifetime of a spring.
Ah, this cursed moment,
That gave birth to them all.
Ah, this dirty, muddy, blurry instance,
When lives converged and death was born.
I feel like I have not yet given it enough attention,
I feel like I have not yet died enough!
You see, I am addicted to the pain
And every time I see her face I feel it once again.
As if I am there I die inside again.
My eyes become oceans, my voice a waterfall,
My legs – two shaking pillars,
My heart - a torn and empty bag.
The life of love then ended,
The life of misery began,
In gloomy and moist rooms I spent it all.
I still do not know what is more fearful for me,
That nauseating single, but deep kiss
Or the sparkle in her eyes,
That I have never seen before
You brought it there, it ruined me.
Since then my life became a lie,
A lie, that I’m all right,
That I will feel the seed of love
In my thorn heart again.
But when I see her face,
Truth forms in front of me again,
The walls are thorn
And I am in a mighty desert,
The wasteland of my soul,
Fetal position, I’m just a hump again,
Indistinguishable from the sandy, lonely dunes,
A single part of a dead horizon.
Where is the seed of hope?
Oh, I pray to you, Impartial,
Help me find it, light my way!
Where is the seed?
I’m searching with the last of my strength,
My life is crumbling into sand,
My soul is turning into desert.
Where is it?
Death glides slowly towards me,
Bringing coldness from the future,
It does not hurry,
It knows I cannot run.
The sand is whirling around the bottom of its robe,
The smell of carrion is in the arid air,
The hairs upon my back are bristling.
Where?
Cracked, dry lips pray for salvation,
Lightless eyes stare at the listless skies,
Broken legs drag slowly through the sand.
Wh…
GONE!
