What is Memory

Blood is just memory without language
The sins of the flesh are just a sacrifice
to Venus
Passion plays itself out in the killing zone
of false memory
All these secrets they just stain my recollections

Little by little the sun invades the sky's absence
Day breaks, Night falls
The sun slowly rises...
Radiant dust it falls in on the curtains of lost time
Light leeches out
Blood thickens
Muscles contract

I'm now in touch with the Impossible
I'm obtaining the power of my existence
To reach the opposite of existence
My Death and I we slip away
into the light outside my window...
I open myself to my absence
Day breaks
Night falls
No sun no slowly rising
As I die as I die
No sound breaks from my lips
For the cry I give is Silence
Silence
Silence without end....