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I was dead years before my birth

In the sadness of this fact I still stand

Proud of what I am and what I will be

In the eyes of the cold corpse of the ones I loved

In the dreams of the ones I have left behind

And the shadow of my body

Illuminated by the light they saw at the end of the tunnel

There is no light at the end of the tunnel

Gaze upon my sadness and dream of a new world

Where eternity won't be a product of time

Accursed time that kills me one second after another....

Not even a single kiss for these corpses

Thrown, one by one in a tunnel built over a ground

Made of the ashes of their own bodies

And of the charred remains of their memories

Eternity is not product by time but by all these feelings

Thrown in the void of sky

Shining for an eternal sleep