The Mortal Feeling
Anachronic
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Still unchanging time of cognition
Hard to judge it through the blood
Ending my ilusions, it`s the last semblance
Not easy judgement throught the blood-in my eyes
Come with me, my body, look will take away
Surface`s falling to the sky-don`tknow why
Into the nightly haze, I am here to stay
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Acquiescence, something strange what I`m feeling
Open my hands-Whose are they?-With their palms are chilling
Come with me, blue body, look will take away
My own face I`m seeing, together flying higher
Into the nightly maze, looking for my shades...