Despair island

Pure spirit in the ashes of my fortress island

beaten by all the violent winds od loneliness.

Merciless waves,my  only friends,

rolling voiceless memories 

and all those rebellious tempests 

laughing at passions that are dying 

in muddy tides ..

No fire warming the walls of inspiration.

 Just cold offers me company and compassion

and also the frozen lights of dead stars ,

traveling throught the night of time...

At the weding of damned souls ,

where all creatures of terror regain appareance,

a beautiful livid lady come to visit me .

Clothed by a shroud revealing her lifeless forms .

 She whispers to me :

 '' I'm waiting for you my beloved ! ''

I recite funeral verses ,she likes .

 she never gives herself ,

only arousing desire ...

   despicable beggars and obsequious courtiers

pay tribute to your delights ...

  You leave ,my being filled with a scent 

of seaweed and scurvy fever ...

 There,my gloomy thoughts 

defying the groundswell 

that will take me away ...

  Rulers of the worlds ,

serfs in rags of rage , 

weepy lovers and  unrepented poets,

On my islands the castaways of life 

are not welcome ! 

 Rotten  carcasses of your hopes

cast upon the black sand 

with no hope of  incarnation ...

Reveries ,objects of revelry 

that the epidemic scavangers 

will fight over in these mists of suffering...

On my island no lighthouse 

to guide the confident voyager .

 '' At the dinner of illusions 

let's savor the bitter of clouds, fellows !

let's taste the refined dish of everything

that will end up ! ''

On the island of despair 

where only death reigns 

and madness sole compass ...