"what is that blur come from unknown abysses?
Am i loosing all consistency or it is reality?
Here am i running and running away through this tumult of matters, lights and sounds,
Unceasingly, bouncing from walls to walls, now freed from immobility.
What have i done? is this punishment?
Will i see my folks again?
And you my son, where are now?
If only the chaos could spare you:"
(with this, she faltered and fell to the ground.
Curling herself up she shook.
Her thoughts tortured and paralysed her, taking away all strength from her.
Until that moment she had never been conscious of such a desolation.
Yet, beyond her mind, the fury of this storming reality continued on...)
"a profusion of feelings is astounding my senses.
I'm now the witness of the tearing of what just seemed to me reality.
Is it day or night? am i still awake?
My minds suffer from decay. i'm degenerating...
So, well, here am i: what if i stopped right now, after.
No i don't want to."
Bursting, dislocation, distortion, decrepitude, chaos!
"you my son, abyss, perishing in emotion, tearing, at night awake,
I don't want any more...
Light and chastiment, suffer, night, confusion,
Why, day, death, shadow, cold, alone, tear...
Blood, rain, raining blood..."