Memory Of a Dead

When i was alive the invisible beauty blinded
Black sun shone in the sky
Ice moon melted closed minds
That bliss i've sought for all my anonymous life
With closed eyes, believe! now i can see...
I down the sword with pride disfly the flag renounce the pain
Damned black page god wrote my merciless fate
Shed no tears for my spirit, don't pray for my soul
After all i'm in a place, better than yours

When i was alive the hot blood fed true lies
Days crucified by nights
Moon melted in weeping tides

That passion i've looked for all my eternal life
Under six feet, believe! now i can live...

The wounded seed is resting on the shadow of my cross
That's written: it'll dry if nobody cries to water it
Lover's tear is anguish's venon when i'm far away
So to whom these posthumous verses may i dedicate?
To the first worm that gnaws the cold flesh of my dead body?...