As a man falls in his unknown

He stops his mortal time.

The state of slave-being is put to an end

And suffering grows sharper.

Yearning what we detest then begins:

The barriers of ignorance.

That which disgust and makes

The karmic wheel go on with violence

Almost seems to be the only way

To emerge and survive



Revealer reason is the sourest of judges

For the sentence has been determined

With no forewarning.



At the end of the day after I'm gone

The sweet figure of the end, it talks to me

Unveiling truths which I repress

At point coming back:

Gentle visions

Of hallucinating realities with no return.



Revelear reason is the sourest of judges

For the sentence has been determined

With no forewarning.



Not being able to find the key,

Contradiction destroys...just to rebuild



Losing the faculty of expression

Incommunicability, insanity overflows.

Return to persecution, annihilating impotence.

Is it accepting or erasing the right conclusion?

Sure of finding the truths in parallel planes

The conflict never ends