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One day I will return.
Remote subtropical island.
You gave me a new world.
Remote subtropical island.
It´s part of you and me though we are no longer one.
A dream of you and me still lives inside my head.

STEP ON SOIL AND WAVE TO A DISTANT TANKER.

Only me and this room:
Room of sorrow. Room of misery.
I´m too scared of those lights in the sky.
Don´t let them in. Shut the door for me.

There was a warning.
The organism cried.
The only one we have.

The steel is carving the stone.
The hand is stronger: flesh and bone.
The mouth is shouting. Heart beats.
The door is open. Sky bleeds.

DOWNPOUR IS GOING TO BEAT THE STATUE THAT MADE A HISTORICAL MAN IMMORTAL.

The mouth is shouting.

To the asphalt and then to the sea.
We follow cables like electricity.
To the asphalt and then to the sea.
Crowds of metropolis are pushing me.

AND NOW MY LUNGS GET FRESH OXYGEN. I TAKE A DEEP BREATH.

To the asphalt and then to the sea.

Betrayed myself one more time.
Time after time after time.

Can not sleep. Toxic nightmares.
Can not smile. Too disgusted.
Stabbed in the back by my own hand.
Hard to forgive and forget.
This is how it always ends:

Once in the ancient times a decision has been made:
Let there be a wolf and deer
Hunter and its prey
Let there also be a witness to this all:
A lonely griever dressed in black
And so the first raven was born

Circling high above, watching the turns

At the gates of sorrow we walk.
At the end of something unknown.
I hold our deepest secrets in my chest
and your eyes say that I do it alone.

At the gates of sadness.
Falling in our darkest memories.
We are standing alone.

Whole your lifetime looking for yourself.
Who are you? You think you know?
Unknown road ahead feels so long and endlessly. Crawling in mud. Was it worth it? I don´t know.
Do you know? It’s time to find a way out of this.

HERE WE ARE. TOGETHER AND ALONE. NOW WE ARE IN THE MIST AND DARK. HERE WE ARE. LOST AND SCARED. NOW WE KNOW: THERE´S NO WAY TO THE END.

Whole your lifetime digging your own grave.

The hand will reach no more.

Haunted by the old enemy.
The enemy who once was a deceptive friend.
This one is not living.
It only comes alive when it´s inside.

The hand will reach no more.

Again. Again. It happened again.
No matter how hard I try to forget.
No matter how much I try to let go,
you will always be next to me.

Walk to the end of the path you have chosen.
Pointless to try to change the direction.
Wind blows through the wings.

These rusty walls I try to read.
So many years tried to escape.
Endlessly hoping that some day
someone will fly me away.

I really think this is reality,
not just illusions in my mind.
Trying to save myself from