I hate you! I despise you!
For you are the Abyss of my heart, the Zenith of my decay.
And I will bury your corpses, under mountains of torments.
The sky holder will abandon his due,
And all the stars will fall upon you.
To cut the flesh and feel nothing but stillness.
I hate you! I despise you!
I used to think that life
Was a straight line on which I walked.
How can a single instant
Be the convergence of an Infinity of moments?
The Past, Present and Future
Are just words that give us an illusion of understanding,
Of control,
Upon a torrent that forever flows in all directions.
But this path is not without thorns.
