Batman

To be alone with myself is punishment enough....

this night, alas, I have nothing else to do

but carrying the despair of my being

trough the shadows of darkness

I was only me when I was with you

when I was a preacher of wise words that danced for you

in clever ground, in machine-type thoughts

relentlessly I fought

and lost.

Torches of spirits come to me

to the crystal palace of eternity

you exist there, inanimate, automaton

but you kiss me

and nothing else matters.