Testo Godless

First of all, the ground vibrated Then there was a second wave, more intense: Pictures fell from the wall This wave persisted, getting steadily stronger: The cutlery in the kitchen drawer rattled, cracks appeared in the ceiling After approximately six minutes I crouched under the table with my hands on my ears The vibration kept on going, plagues of plaster piled up on the carpet It was a new carpet... The lights went out After eighteen minutes, the first wall collapsed - I was not injured I decided to crawl through the debris to get outside -- There was nothing outside A fragment detached from time and space, forgotten, rejected This unchained night bird, hungry for souls but finding none Memory blacked out on both sides, but still something's there Something lurking, flashing A face desperate for a name, but finding none Always on the point of recognition, hovering on an answer, but not finding one Thirsty for contact, finding none Weightless, directionless, a vacuum, with all sense functioning, acute in its pain No space that goes on forever, no time that goes on forever, removed, abandoned Nothing that goes on forever, removed, abandoned Were you ever there? Were you ever there?