This is...
The depth of the beginning
Where you will reform...
It suffocates you, it drowns you
Again fear seized the heart
Hold onto the last shred of consciousness
Find oneself being shackled and sinks
Ah, you are dissolving...
Scatter your final thoughts
Which will be washed away by the current
You can hear it...
The harmonic requiem that prays
Crimson red amniotic coffin
It will be over
Ah, the scattering you... are insignificant
You will just float as foams
Cute little bubbles drifting to eternity
All lifes restarted but not you
Aesthetic grotesque arts
Tiny white fleeting figures
Hypnotic little waves...
Unstable minute being
Ah I long for you...
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