On the way to the new dawn searching for

Shelters like swarms of solar dust

Moving randomly to an unreal door

Shaken by a sweltering gust

Unknowingly led by patterns in the sand

Drawing a map on the moorland

They want to flee from all their fetters

Their sparkling tails

Perfumes the trails

Leaving scars into the sky

Stamping this world into a sigh

There is an attractive and ephemeral distant glimmer, Lighting up the void of the horizon with clouds of shimmer

Like a moth to a flame

They are drawn to the skyline

Printed streams are all the same

Drizzling embers in a whine

Pulled by a ghostly rope

The journey's end is getting closer

Mountains are rising up in a whisper

Letting the ocean flow through the cliffs

Time is running faster, creating disasters

Everything is absorbed, images are deformed

Scorching winds hit the surface, melting down the earth

Sinking slowly underwater to build colossal pillars

Rising up from the abyss

Particles reach symbiosis

The eye of the storm is filling the sky

Dismantles the burnt scenery divine

Fire brings the ocean to the boil

Peaks collapse within themselves

The glow is fading out

Darkness is taking out

A dazzling light appears on the ocean bed

Projecting the pillars shadows onto the surface

Carving the monoliths

Into concrete buildings

Leaking away as the drapery falls

Water leaves the ghosts past life

Familiar linear forms shapes the sight

The moths rush inside mortals

Trying to animate these bodies

They want to find their identities

Gears of life start again normally

Material and soul lost their unity

These creatures wander in this world

Searching for their absent reflection

They can no longer perceive a word

Ghosts are now destined to oblivion