| Prison of Shattered Glass |
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| A deformed identity |
| Crushed by the passing of time |
| And the vulgar human suffering |
| Unable to recognize itself |
| Among the dead flesh imprisioning it |
| A blurred reflection |
| Phantom from an extint reality |
| That slowly fades away |
| Leaving behind a hopeless mourning |
| And a dying sanity |
| Entering into a sea of defeated egos and hopes |
| Whose broken countenances have been molded |
| By the perennial and unavoidable |
| Discipline of time and pain |
| And which are moving disoriented |
| Due to the inertia of mere existence |
