You dance in my mind, relentless pain,
singing with a voice full of tears and torment, filling every corner of my darkness with an unsettling shriek that bites and wounds my reason.
You are the solemn mantle of morbidness,
today you have clung to me like a dark pact, a fusion of shadows in a fatal dance.
Let my tears be released from you.
I know you enjoy seeing my weakness...
Allow the black flame with which you consume me to cease devouring mercilessly every one of my entrails, if only for an instant.
Have mercy, I implore your compassion.
Let my soul rest from tribulation, let peace dance for a moment...
...That is all I ask of you, ethereal ghost without light...
You tear at my being from within, sowing eternal torment.
There is no sonnet that describes the suffering in my body.
...You are the darkness hidden from the sun...
Would you ever stop?
You manifest as a cruel-edged dagger, piercing the skin of my sanity, making my judgment bleed without mercy, leading me to the enigmatic edge of madness...
...You are a cursed entity, bastard of the ethereal fire of hell...
You only seek to lead me to the postrimerías of reason, where madness reigns and the senses dissolve like a dark echo in the abyss of eternal weeping.
...Desperatio in abyssum doloris, ubi anima mea ad tenebras damnata est...
