Your memories torture you with pain They hurt you, don't they? Spasm of pain, are you sweating? They don't leave you alone With the loneliness of your mind. Who is that? Who does speak? You could embrace with one movement But it fades... it has gone! Your brain, in front of your body. Do you feel your consciousness in your hand, And the similarity with one movement? It has come back! It speaks! Everything is moving again! Are you growing weaker? Its face has been satanic! But the Dreamsoul strikes down Disappeared! Your living wraith. The world ebbs, abates, calms down What's going on? You seem tired and confused But tomorrow is already near! What is this silence? You will never know... What tries to stay in silencearics...