Death/Muerte

“Once he will miss, twice he will miss,

He only chooses one of many hours;

For him nor deep nor hill there is,

But all’s one level plain he hunts for flowers.”

 

“Fallará una vez, fallará dos veces,

sólo elige una entre muchas horas,

para él no hay profundidad ni altura,

todo es una llanura en donde busca flores”

 

Philip K. Dick – Dangerous Visions (1967)

Deep

Feel my heart burning

deep inside… yearning

I know it is coming…

 

A fettered heart, waking

a tainted youth, fading

leave it all behind

 

Delirious again

mesmerise my senses

souls entwine one more time

 

All our times will come

searching oblivion

leaving nothing but the memories of

all the things you give

they’re all you’ll leave behind

within their minds…

 

Open laughter held in distant days

eternal stars have changed

I know that it can’t be the same

there’s no lament for you tonight…

 

Feel my heart burning

Deep inside… yearning

I know it is coming…

 

All our times will come

searching oblivion

leaving nothing but the memories of

all the things you give

they’re all you’ll leave behind

within their minds…

 

…And time recedes every day

you can search your soul but you won’t see

as we pass ever on and away

towards some blank infinity

 

Anathema (Judgement -1999)