Veiled
I’m standing
departed
from belief
Where’s faith?
Where’s God?
…
Blood
painted hands
I see, mine
Can it be?
Provocation
taken reason
woman, dead
by me, just me
unsustained rage
beauty
teared apart
Bath of red
lust, wish
to eat her heart
Final touch
scene
ever on dream
Damned
…
Now
what lies
to see
Worthless prayers
God, Heaven
songs, praises
where?, tears
from no one
to no man
Not sadness
just mind
wandering lost
in semidarkness
Natural vengeance
blinding evil
objective clarified
to kill…
…
Pain, inflicted
so good, angelical
climax eternal
Life
running red
emptying will
overfilling me
Breeding light
I’m aware, not to care
to the next victim
I’m near
Beware!
… … … … …
“Veiled”
António Eryx Santos
07:10/23-09-1994
Monte de S. Bartolomeu – Nazaré