Am I alone?
Or is it the hollow?
My play with vacuum
Nothing blows my ears

I am nude
I awake and my bed is cold, really?

Am I alone?
Damage I create
Is for my solitude
I wake too far

Nightmare is innervated
Trapped in your stalk
A past life remains

The forsaken trace of a traveler
Without shade withdraws, rowing drift
Sunk in this empty life
My life with you

Blood will always be blood
And the tears will flow
Across my temples
The naked feet soaked with bile
With treated ground

As the kiss closed my eyelids
All that we wept is in their minds
Who survived us

Can you tell me when was our end?
Can you signal where I am?