Hope would never bring anything
When believing it hurts and creates illusions
Attachments cover reality
Dreams are a poison the human being loves

He found the key to lock it,
That door opening to a gloomy but charming chamber
That he named "emotions and dreams"
Leaving behind senses and anything that could bring hope

Without any regrets, gaining time and new ideas,
He destroyed the key, travelling to the south
Diving into comprehension, satisfying himself
Forgetting senses and what could emote him

Pictures of nasty wishes
Are reflecting his emptiness

Time changed its pattern and form
A gift was done from the dying sun
A dark crying heart that could release him
Burning in his hands he was the keeper

The gift was useless for emotions were sealed
He never felt this heart, zero affection
Leaving it mercilessly
Thus, being embraced by the sun's weak lights

Carnal pleasure, lust and sex
Are notions haunting the human mind
Trapping him and wasting his time
Senses create emotions, emotions lead to the flesh

He crafted a useless shield
He locked himself in a jail called "void"
He could never understand that,
The emotional void is a trapped way for wisdom

Falling is your only choice
Everything left behind is unforgiving
Now you understand
You can celebrate your failure

He sealed what you once called "passion"
He brought him-self false knowledge
Reaching the glory of his ashes
Dying, his soul rotting forever

Void burned and scarred his face
Your mind is full of confusion
Laughing at yourself
Exhuming your forgotten past
Crying for him
Tears are feeding his black marsh…