Here I am, gloomily dressed To blend in with the night To be as one with the shades And let their hidden silence dim my sight Here I am keeping my balance on the threat of life Unaware of the solar messages Attracted by the ones behind the walls of decease Paralyzed by their invisible voices Gloomily dressed I think How much obscure air was in the womb And in an old man's glance Now, prepared for my pa**ing away I can feel your fear of d**h Of finding yourself dressed in your own bones Here I am, gloomily dressed To perform my anguish, to display my anxiety In the theatre of shadows And the night still holds me New in compliance with my fading existence The dark is my only dress That dark in which I can hear the reverb of my cries And enrich my feelings with lonelyness