Resurgence hour

To breathe deeper down on the soulless body Meet face to face with your dead conceit To feel the movement of your lungs Break the surface and make it apparent Reminiscences have became unreal Nonsense...

Grief spreads on every path, all nook and sanctuary Breath comes out in quiet, silently and rested Every pulse impact on dried veins, bloodless flesh Obliged spirit cries in stagnant body And tries to...