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NOTHINGNESS
I'm picturing my self
In a desert landscape
I'm alone and I'm walking
I'm creating visions
Of my personal myths, the ones
They're looking at them selves
In immense glass windows
In the illusion
Of discovering them selves
I'm creating a clash of music
Blaring out among them
In a heavenly confusion
In moments the blood
Gushes from my body
I'm feeling nothing
I'm only imagining
I'm nothing more
I'm music in the wind
Delicately on my hands
A refined sword settles it self
it's slicing my skin in thin scraps
that fall down like feather
Now, around me, nothing more
Only heavenly music
In moments the blood
Gushes from my body
I'm feeling nothing
I'm only imagining
I'm nothing more
I'm music in the wind