Tears, Anguish and pain

How many times have I explained?
To you the true meaning of existence?
Do you get solve the reason of the deep hurts and scars left for
ages?
Your act and material fulfillment
Were seen so concentrate. However what's left?
Who does this rotting mutilated body belong to?
Exhaling the filthy smell of the memories and regret!

The brain which conspired your conquests now feed the worms
Innocent worms, devour everybody considering anybody!
Nothing sadden more than to see the people throwing
Sceptic stares on your tomb stone...
...feeling so eternal giving their condolences

When you scream cannot be hard, and your gestures cannot be
seen
You tears mingle with the desperation, anguish and pain!
Is this your objective?
Eveything that you own is faer and the spirit bleeding
Finnaly you wake up from the terrible nightmare!
But, what about the blood on your hands and the garland's aroma
in your bed?
True illusions!