| (I'm forlorn in my own withering soul, racked by continuous waves of dissolution
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| My gemini mind the creator of the undulation. |
| I strain to untangle these
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| malignant bonds,
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| To become again the one that I was)
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| Coalescence done, the merging complete, the sentence carried out.
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| (I'm condemned for eternity)
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| The confluence, our interwound flows; |
| surges not to be fused. |
| (Now combined,
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| intertwined)
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| In this mental cage we absorb our selves. |
| The only certainty is my suffering.
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| My mind in constant pleas for an end to this concatenation. |
| A struggle all in
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| vain, we’re both the same.
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| (A withering soul torn by the attempts of regeneration. My gemini mind the
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| obstacle of my redemption.
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| I strain to elude the face of my other self. |
| To become again the one that I was)
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| Plug me in, reconnect me to my self. |
| Plug me in, reconnect me to my soul.
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| Gone are all my hopes, all my vain illusions. |
| Deceived I dwell in me.
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| In the core of my agony.
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| I fade in this duress. |
| I’m weakening. |
| The one who claimed my front is now the
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| claimant of my soul.
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| (A withering soul torn by this antipolar mental integration. My divided mind a
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| system split in two creations.
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| I strain to reach the separation tools, to be again the one that I was)
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| Into the core of self, the neuro-axis, I fade
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| Within the fading core of self I am…
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| Gone-bound, lost, away, phased out, non-existing |