1. DESMATERIALIZACAO. I

Disorganized supplies
In my personal failures museum
Old relationships plunge into the liquid of departing
Any remnants of what I had erased again

Goodbye resonates in rainy years
Such loss deprives me of forgetfulness
Stay on the trip and send me signs
Signs that nothing was worth it
And in the moment of perception, despair.

Different pain options are presented
And no escape is placed on me
Shock disintegrates any faith
And the creature waits to sneak attack

My limbs are uprooted
Little by little I notice my failure
What was classified love is fear
I could lose myself in unreality
And through the open doors, I see the traps
No snare will get me out of this oppressive place
And no illusion of sun will give me real light.

Unreal desires disturb my affection
Behind my head, I hear part of a crack
And freedom is finally guaranteed to my soul.


2. DESMATERIALIZACAO. II

Opening exceptions for hiding instances
In support of subconscious traumas
I keep portraits of future events
But the emotion overflows in my trembling

Illusory conceptions are realities in line to happen
Your attempts at comfort are the mantle of unknown intentions
The lunar light enters my stronghold
And prepares me for catharsis
Notifying me of the truth,
I endow myself with past certainty

The paralysis spreads, taking me to the valley of memories
The enlargement is noticeable, and the archaic colors dissipate
With constant weight gain,
Te outcome distances to infinity
I turn around in a fright -
The misshapen figure shows itself as an omen
In a vacuum, the attempt at a last cry is stopped
And in the ruins of an abstract city,
I become just another silenced soul.


3. DESMATERIALIZACAO. III

Never final considerations about appreciation
A lapse in communication
Such horror - such desire -
Gives me the dose of regret
I run to the right company event, at least once

Awakening to the sound of panic,
The water burns my surface
And a rudimentary harshness makes me
The target of guilt
Pushes to the torture room,
No shoulders are friends
Hospital corridors are deteriorating ...

After the wait, they finally found their scapegoat
Unload your disdain because my column no longer works
Unload your violence, because my organs have been anesthetized
And after waiting, my break up finally
Cheers everyone up!

Record past fears to reaffirm
The constancy of the present in the future
When you feel that my memories block you
From benefiting from the use, know
External disaffection is the energy
That sustains massive barriers of suspicion
After all, accusing me of evasion is
The simplest method of disqualification, right?