“And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything”.
(Unfortunately, he faced this new desire. Two different essences at two different times. Maybe there’s still time to change it all…)
A simple smile, the only one
A comforting breeze, the way it comes
Her presence, changing within me
A landscape full of harmonies
What a pleasant experience never seen before
Regurgitating life from coast to coast
Writing memories on my holes
Filling every single one
No, I can’t realize what this essence became in my name
No, adhering emotions where all used to seem so unfair
But those days didn’t last, ripped off my hands forever
Taken away, she lit up my regrets
Admiring her eyes, the window to my lost paradise
Facing the waves, melting my fears
Why? She showed me the light, but now it seems to be so dark
Oh, why? I can’t even forget… Can’t even forget her affection
Her hands were my shrine, a radiant heaven upon my dark thoughts
I need to see her now and drift away… Forget the day…
These words are meaningless for you
Meaningless. Enjoying
Meaningless. A radiant heaven
Meaningless. These words
Shrine, you were.
Meaningless.
I’d finally felt loved and supported, no more alone, helped and raised
Right in the eye, it came… And now the rain is tearing down all the meanings that I carried since I was a child…
I need you after all, I need you.
(They trampled on her dignity, humiliated her and marked her essence. I’ve never been someone able to help her)
Her essence is trapped inside me
I feel the hate and a thirsty urge
My dreams have forked into this desire
(When the ashes are two, a flame alighteth)
The sun will set
A message will climb the clouds
Lack of humanity upon the child
We’ll celebrate
Now it is time to wake
“The final part of the dream. She appears, and suddenly goes away; but only after having shown her brilliance.
Something deep begins to form within him.”
Second of the two unleashing factors.
To my surprise, once again, I wrote about something I had been overlooking in my daily life. About a girl I met as a child, older than me. I experienced love at an early age, but beyond that, I faced things that were far beyond me.
This very beautiful, warm, and confident girl carried a great pain. And I did not know how to treat her well. From one day to the next, she began ignoring any message or anything I said to her in person. It was simply as if I did not exist.
That is where guilt arose at first. And I feel that from that point on, I have carried some very unpleasant emotional scars. Some of them were clear to me throughout the years, others went unnoticed.
I won’t go into details about what had happened to her, but it was something I was not prepared to listen to; nor do I think any child would be able to fully comprehend. It was too much for me. She made me feel more secure about my problems at home, but I was completely incapable of doing anything for her.
For a while afterward, I became obsessed with her, and although we reached a point of truce, I did not feel at peace about it. I simply pushed it into the background, but ever since I wrote this lyric, everything began to revolve around her in this work.
As with the previous part, the song was composed some time after the lyrics.
Back then, I associated 'Black' with the pain I felt for this girl who disappeared from my life. My frustration at not being a part of hers.
It’s a very special song, and it will always have a place reserved in me.