Composed of the most useless thoughts.
Lyrics in solitude and neutrality.
Music distorted to be a void of null graces.
Its creator, seduced by the pleasures of life,
became the only cursed one.
Intolerant restrictions. Lack of fate. Dull.
The lousiest requiem to the ones he ever loved,
in the notes of this dreaded song,
his demise and anger vanished with the dusk,
his restraint and integrity dissappeared into nightfall.
In the mythical threnode
his final wish is written down,
to his uncorresponded love to feel his warmth,
through the last notes of this farewell song.
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