Pushed outside by the tides of stinking memories Closing doors of no return Screams of extortion and grief from justice's agora The heart of purity slayed at every sunrise Children of emptiness feeds on trash The blind greed devours itself Naked mothers swallows bitter bread Death's ghost roaming around Migrant birds tearing old men's flesh And I am lost in this desert of free
Now on this old edge Breathing, mourning Whispering voices from behind Joyful eyes through his windows This gate, i rejoice with horror Tempting smiles and warm hands Yet so cold and dark I am mesmerized again Stepping inside With fear and pride Becoming the phantom memory A secret of happiness I found love in this desolate house
