hug my corpse
the dumb evidence of existence
memories
invisible wounds
charmed into eternity shine
with the light of the faint rainbows
is there possible to dream when the bed is burning
is there possible to dance when the music is bleeding
beauty must die
for the glory of the bitter pain in the noiseless torments
in the cold vapours of the bygone whiles
hug my corpse
and dead memories
abandoned into nothingness
i'm a traveller lost in a yell of wind
an unspoken word
a thought concealed in stone
i rove amongst the graves of sensations
look, tombstones are crying with warm blood
blood from my dreams
from my sores
oh, night
hug my corpse
until it will be buried by the dawn

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