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The body disappears slowly in the mist

A head floats above the water

And the soil melts slowly with its elements

A drop of cold feel in this landscape

Unnamed books where the cult wolves are described

Beasts that protect the hunters

And turn the water blue with their blood

In the woods they howl inside a circle

Wandering into fear and abandoned relevance of mind

Different voices curse the vicious surroundings

An obsessive theme from an old song forgotten

Behind this grey wall painted with blood

Preparing those voices inside cyclic smile

Common nails are being painted on their body

And blood again covers the big stones

Build here to remain untouched by time

Immortality is a chimera never to be reached

A green garden to build a for good mood

Where death awaits new premonitions

A dark bell to measure time deep inside the lake

The dead man sets for a new journey

As the moon rises from this long eclipse

And leaves fall on this muddy floor

The overdose of tears is in vain