We opened our eyes
on a solitude with a stone face
lowered on our bodies
like a fiery Shroud and a bloody Shroud
In memory of immense crucifixions.
From the depths of gray and faded memories
Queen Sadness has shattered our dreams
like mirrors of light.
And now, breathing the blood
that flows from our wounds,
we face our worst enemy: Life.
From nothing
Into nothing
Forever.

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