Winds of July

I’m in the abyss edge, betrayed and disappointed
There’s no reason for tying me to the organic
I want to change … from the matter to the energy
A pure gloom’s feeling, pushes me to the darkness
Agnostic winds whisper in my ears, erasing my blame
Human; avoid me the suffering, animal; rip my flesh
I look to the past and I didn’t leave traces in the way
My shadow leaves me and the sun denies me its light
I’m just a dry leaf ready to fall, and the winds of July drive me
… to my destiny
Tears are the clouds, which hide the stars
Begins the red rain, but I don’t have fear
Dear death … hug me with your legs
Give me peace, your blackness is my rest!