Inhuman

Like a deadened nerve

Which never calms down,

My body's arching

Under this sputtering noise

Remains of wings

Mingled with bones that wind

Divides and scatters, in secret

Immured fluid beauty,

In my gold casket

Of ruins, like a pearl,

I fall asleep

Between sky and earth

Your shadow's dissolving

Deep down inside me,

Deep down inside me

In this day-nigth

Slow death agony...

You give yourself up

To the secret of my lips,

And discover an urn to my viscera

Long floating strings

Lost in black waters,

Sweeping away our memories

Remorse is like this clear noise

Of the ink shunning me

Half-moon eye,

Where to hide myself?

I give myself up

To the driving rain

While my teeth are squeezing you

Remorse is like this dull noise

Of the hammer hitting you

There, beauty takes form

Only at dead of night.