Mirage Lyrics

I worked my way through a gloomy tumult
of abstract sensations,
so alike to despair.
While parade before my eyes,
aggressive images of new things to come.
And I saw the world as a dark fire,
barely latent in the shadows of time.
So painful are the ancient forms of progress to me.

Step by step unbearable falls on me,
the dancing dusk of the Avenue fair.
Colorful flashes seemed to fuse in the sight.
Chokes me,
the gloomy melancholy,
to contemplate the crowd,
hugging the big liberty sigh,
created by the ignorance
of not to know, what or who
handle the threads rooted on their minds.