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• Artiste: Nefarium
• Titre: Doctrina Haereticorum
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The farthest signal and the most Silent and pleasing message Are being transformed through the passing Of every minute, Between a heartbeat And a still slow sigh, Long shadows Hide themselves behind a solid stillness, Transporting pain and hate In heavy backpacks The pupils of the eyes Are pierced by lamps of terror. ...like high flames Which dance, Suffocating oxygen And every doubt becomes reality. From the old well from which it comes... Trough the obsession Destiny will soon cry out Covering another light veil in the air with mud A face is mirrored in the water Trough the obsession To tear down the pillars of craziness. Caresses touch the air And sighs cry out in the wind Where wisdom runs away And the transparencies die in the thick obscurity, I am obsessed, And every ray of the sun Becomes a sharp wire Ready to strangle and every cloud becomes lead on the heart To kidnap breath and words, Streams of wax covering another light veil in the air With mud full of useless junctures, between the dusk of a soul and the dawn of a cadaver.