The Spectral Paleness Of The Skin

In the sunset of my life, when the curtain fell
My sight became an endless night…

Saw myself, some hinges ahead, roaring with every step I take

Cries of agony calling me from the other side…
My name still sounds like anguish,
The other side is only emptiness…

A red line showed me the track while I started to fall
...background, again...whispers...whispers in the depth!!!

Midway I fall, I fall, I fall!!! Letting me fall again and again!!!
Now there’s only rest, I hear no laments, I hear no cries,
Just now… Am I really alive?

A darK Landscape Of desolated visions.
Empty Eyes look at Spectral Truncks of life!!!