Visions of Dante
Small remains still remain in this desert
That burns my feet in their flames
How to get rid of this cruel hell?
That eats away my soul with its butterflies
In purgatory I lodged in the limbo of sinners
Carrying on my hands free sharp razors
Cutting my fingers on fisherman's lines
Fishing for rejected souls
I walked through walls and dungeons
Looking to meet you on the old road
But your smile was hidden
I did not find your smile
I found almost nothing
Not even your smile remained in paradise
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