Arkona zasypiajc w strachu

A mind contaminated with a thousand questions
which were never answered
Empty hopes, distorted, lost
They took everything, stripped it of faith
Out of fear...
The veins were torn out in the empty body
They did not leave any part of me
They did not tear out only the awareness of emptiness
The certainty that I am who I am I should
I am stripped and defiled
I am on my last journey
To regain forever
Peace, faith, myself
And only the breath reminds me
About eternal torment -
A mind polluted with a thousand questions -that were never answered
Empty hopes, distorted, lost
They took everything away they grew out of faith
Out of fear â¦