Woke up early in the morning
With eyelids sticked closely together
On bloody eyes hands covered
Softly with layers of warming mud
Glancing at that started to retch,
But the downy pillow
Swallowed the secretion
Thinking about the upcoming night,
When the miracolous journey starts over again
As the night came up grew the limbs colder
Sclera turned blue, cleansed
Tonight the mind unites with fever
And reaches the focus giving the fresh pabulum to the earth
Engulfed in the dream,
Drowning in her sick small world
Beginning on muddy fields
With bare hands
Went deep enough while
The first sings of pain
Came forth skin torn off
Frayed in the rocky layers
Heat got stronger,
Nails melt upon the fingers
The nerves like rope
Dissolving chip off at the walls of chamber
The core awaits knowin
The arrival of the last mind
For the perfection getting colser
To the lava, the friction decreased
Blent into the deep,
The only one unharmed
And clear is the mind
All of the lacerated tissues rots
On the walls of the chamber, the vacuum sucked in only the brain and bones
As the night came up grew the limbs colder
Sclera turned blue, cleansed
Tonight the mind unites with fever and
Reaches the focus giving the fresh pabulum to the earth
The last small hot cover
Was missing in the deep
But a voice becoming stronger
Called for a turn-back
The core rampaging sucked
All back to the center
But the external voice
Voice was stronger
By the last force
Broke up from the ground
Throught a hole on
The eyelid saw the negative pole