Amnesia

She had velvet skin

But life…turns against like despairing waves.

Where is the horizon which separates truth and pain?

Where is the end of the line?

If she had known where the end of the line was

Sirens would never leave her mind.

All the strength squandering her veins

Vanished in the rain where she fell into filth

Those unforgiving beings denigrated her bliss

And set fire to her goodness

They took all about her life, all about herself

Where is the end of the line?

This is the scent of self-destruction

Where everything ends: there is no future

Is there a place for all the insane undead?

This is her way: a path to oblivion

Find a way to recognize her face

Tainted by shapeless scars and burnt by misery

Say her name and she´ll awake from hell

Pain still will be the same...sirens stole her memory

And now she´s trapped on a white cage

Days go by inside a hopeless cell

With no pictures of her life, of her past

Say her name but she will stay in hell

And in her rat trap there´s only a window in the door, she´s away from home

Sirens are outside this cage

Amnesia it´s a shadow hiding her rage

She had a velvet skin

But life it turns against like despairing waves…