The passage was dark, the deperate hooligan stuck there was my soul.
I fought myself tooth and tumble.
Falling on radioactive skulls lining the road outside the caverns entrance.
That terminal was full of girls, not one of them could touch my heart.
One by one they desembarked leaving me to walk back into the darkness to wrestle with my soul some more.
Sometimes the devil you know is the most destructive.
The angel that I sought pounded alluring drums
that deafened my ears to any other sound.
Why! God! It was just a celestial recording.
She´d taken leave and already ascended
leaving me far below and out.
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