Darkness flows through the rivers
And my lungs are filled with water
The abstract beauty of a moment
Became my emperor of decay
As the stars shine through the night
Each breath reflects in the stream
Pale blue moon, shimmering lights
Cold and desolate, choking life
There are cemeteries
That I remember
Graves
Full of bones
I do not make a sound
My heart moving, it sits in a tunnel
In it, darkness
Like a shipwreck
We died going into ourselves
As all, we were drowning inside our hearts
And so we lived, falling out of the swim
Into the soul
And there were corpses
Feet made of cold and sticky clay
Death
Is inside the gallops
Like a barking
Where there are no dogs
Coming out from dogs
Somewhere
From graves
Somewhere