...light... so thinly, elusive and weak...

In the corner of pale dreams
I lie like a vacancy
Condemn the words from dilapidated walls
From which night reflects so dark

Chaos eluded to every control
Effort, with no purpose
Step by step we discover
(but) never enough to know
Backslide
Learn and revise

There is no matter which we carry as our own
Leaving everything in mortality
We pass like shadows
Never disappeared

...modificated... ...transformated...

Like flower that becomes yield
Like day which becomes horror
Man become bone
But spirit goes on the same path
Level by level
Toward pure perfection
In reality where other
Yet, don't exist!!!