The Grand Expedition

After all those years of wandering, After going round the world

I'm still following in a ghost humanity tracks

In this valley of dying stars

I'm ruining myself on this broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

Sightless, shapeless

Monsters' voices coming out the soil

Auditory, olfactory, tactil, taste and visual hallucinations

Blurred reality, zero-gravity, this no-man's land is a deadlock

Here on the road

I'm walking dead in a film without scenario

I'm that "shape without form, shade without colour

Paralysed force, gesture without motion"

I'm no longer even a presence

I'm the shade of nothing

This semblance of life underneath my eyes

Is the last ghost of an extinct humanity

This vision of paradise can't be here into my eyes

All this decor is a fake or a liar

This piece of Eden can't be a part of my burden

This whole repeated performance was to make me believe that I'm back to square one

But it's just an illusion

On the road again

I'm walking dead in a film without scenario

I'm that "shape without form, shade without colour

Paralysed force, gesture without motion"

If only I was someone I would feel myself

I don't even know my name and the Where of my origin

I'm growing away from you

I'm on the road but I can't explain the how and why of it

The meaning of this life is still going away from me

While death is so close to me

I do not hope to hope again that I could understand the essence of my loneliness

I walk alone through burned sensations

The entire world escapes me

Why should I mourn the loss of my faith in a happy ending

I do not hope to turn the page again of this tragic story

Oh I don't even know my name

How I could understand the essence of my loneliness

Where are the people who saved my life

And abandoned me in this oblivion

Where is civilisation

What are these empty places

These devasted lands

I can't say anything or put a word on things

I feel so lonely in my waste world

Yeah, all is so confused in my head

I couldn't face the essence of my loneliness

I do not hope to turn the page again on this tragic story

Yeah if ony my heart were stone I would kiss my fate

But lips that would kiss form prayers to the broken stone

Please take me

Please bury me

My broken bones

The broken stones

This land is my Bruges-la-Morte

I'm walking dead through this charred land

But I don't know where to go

There is no scenario

I regain my strength I breathe

I regain consciousness

I travelled too far and take too much time to come back home

Come back to my fragile life

"I could not speak and my eyes failed

I was neither living nor dead"