Greyness
Low stare, mind and body separated
A vacuous walking
A self-moving casing,
Full of everything and nothing

Slow, the movements of the cinereous clouds
Oppressive and heavy, the pressure of the sky

Time flows, regardless of the life of everyone
Time flo

Why does the time pass and you remain?
Why are you still tormenting me?
All days and all nights, alone, you force me to sink
in the depths of my thoughts, where lies what marked me most

What thing is worse than the past that returns?
Which punishment is heavier than turning

A destiny written from the day of our creation
Born to spread destruction
Disharmonious beings, a sort of interference
Conflictual form of existence
Spawned as spores
Infiltrating in the core of nature
Formed as sores
Infesting the tissue of life

The equilibrium