(Dedicated to all victims of capital punishment in the world) There's something inside your mind which affects my last days Maybe my sadness, my bitterness ...or maybe your age "Time is the best remedy", they say, for the pain of the soul But when pain is the time, who will save my mind? Like an ancient majestic tree I suffered the labours of the history Betrayed by the caresses of my lovers I danced on the damnation waters In the darkest years I printed my mark with pain, tears, horror and blood Refused and isolated for all life I delivered my obsession with the fire I feel like a peace, a strange torpor which is a great comfort to my limbs Sometimes it's a smile, a word or maybe your lips Light, in the mind and in the earth truly sensation Comprehension, parity last invocation... Like a shining swan on a lake of light gazing at the immensity of Ecstasy Wrapped by the cloak of an endless peace I shed the divine seed Purged from the mistakes of a sad existence I taste the grace of a deserved happiness Abominable murderers, degenerates and saints, like a shining swan I do the magic dance…