Into the Cold Parmeters of Mind

Like a terrible depredator
shadows oppressing my personality
frozen high moors hanging over me
embroiding my subconcious...

Like the utopic reality
amorphous shapes abunding within me
silent voices storming my inner self
reverberating until the insanity...

Art expression at all levels
distorting the truth
fermenting in me, the intensity
into the cold parameters of mind

Eternal solitude, infinite intensity.
Watching the true reality,
feeling how deepest this dimension is
carcasses permeating the true being...

Like blood in the inmensity
dyeing everything of reality color
I feel that the balance is broken
and my life it roots away in my inside...

Art expression at all levels
distorting the truth
fermenting in me, the insanity
into the cold parameters of mind.