accept me like i accept them
we are creating a circle
that has an infinite end
standing outside time
and space is no longer stars

a galaxy beyond this space
was the end of the long-lasting hole
greetings and welcomes was waiting
by a green fatidical nurse
nothing surprised me anymore

lying across a bed
two days had already gone
carrying whats left of me
entered a stubborn old white goat
carrying oatmeal and honey
nothing surprised me anymore

"decubitus?" he says
with a grin on his nose
a language i don't speak
but suddenly i did
"quiescent, in a résumé"
the border is crossed

colors, look into the sun
reflect the human being
as becoming what i presume the only one
try to reconcile the dead past
try to bring life to the ghost of life
as we are entering a new time

dance the sky away
hit the rain back to god
we won't obey what's not urbanism
a creator of evil
changelled by the cranium
of 400 lost, dark souls

what are you, small creature?
not a faun, not a goat
realization can impact quickly
when visualization doesn't exist
what is this galaxy? no stars, no space
sound isn't important, what a shameful place

curiosity beats their ignorantism
for a creative place to exist
stars are needed for proof
proof that the race isn't dead
proof for my last planet to read
how earth has lost the battle

beyond the planet of querimonies
about how the galaxy is theirs
is a star that shines bright
exploding into dust and tears
location and places are changing
falling from the universe's end