Can the bars of our memory immure persistence?  ... So they claim: "Disaster". Nothing more  Seems to be before our sight.    For each vague, shy step beyond,  Thousand voices of our anguish lead us astray  We stop to reflect without realizing  We have returned to the starting point    Final sentences appear like a joker dilemma  As a reality of justifications committed to memory  Masks the false self-supply    Will dance of the past played before us  Take it's mourning course?  Indifference drips from a romance caught by surprise  ... Letting life escape    So now - in our shelter, which has compelled us  With no free ignorance -  What can we have recourse to  But references from our deconstructed past?  - Same mistakes once more    Into pale corners of the self  Inverse existence  Beyond life and death  Though standing here yet    Same mistakes once more  Damage more than ever    Loneliness that exists into each of us  May close our eyes definitely  Then the wait for solutions  Will become the paradigm of insanity    All among the overknown absurd monotony...  Coarse nothingness soaks me up  Same mistakes once more  Damage more than ever    Perhaps we'll try to distill from the entangled plot  Of livings, memories, thoughts...  The core of our own sickness    All among the overknown absurd monotony...  Coarse nothingness soaks me up  Same mistakes once more  Damage more than ever