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Devilish forms and sensations

Cutting images, as the fangs of Cerberus

Liberated from the fumes of my thought

From the deep limbo of my mind

A negative aura that surrounds me with demons

I let myself be wrapped and dragged by this Acheronte of images

Impressions of an unknown terror

Images of faces with eyes made out of ice

In the obscurity of mind, I created this images

As a thunder in the most complete darkness

A negative aura that surrounds me with demons

I let myself be wrapped and dragged by this Acheronte of images

They get impressed in the air (astral light)

As for any realized thought, they

They remain around my existence

(They) return in my eyes whenever I summon them

The exterior light loses strength

The wall of demons created by me reveals itself

As a mosaic of small mirrors towards my I

I try to grasp for it

Foundering towards what used to be a dream

Now the reality in my world

The folly of the dream, dreaming of going mad

There is no awakening

A negative aura that surrounds me with demons

I let myself be wrapped and dragged by this Acheronte of images

Towards an ocean of which I am only a drop

An ocean that's my hell