I fulfil my duty in the great battle as a soldier
I had a wounded heart but I must reach the border
My body is covered with blood and debris
I feel so thirsty and the pain is anguished
I gave myself to the victory of this battle
But I don’t want it back
When my eyes open wide I see things clearly in the horizon
In the haze,
it will reflect different shades
What it looks black it does not black
what it looks white is a reflection
of myself within the door of perception
When my eyes closed I resurrect memories that I forget
I regain consciousness in the land that I never been to
Everything surrounds me covered in white dusk and I look around
I see clearly the horizon spans in the sky
I feel the breeze ghostly slips through my skin
The forcible blow reappear, but I can avoid it without hassle
Everything nuances, and here…