Walking Through Hell - Transitar por el infierno

Walking Through Hell

Hell is an infinite space, and in its endless hunger, it devours feelings and reduces the soul to nothing. Peace, always a blessing, hides behind the thick fog of the shadow hell casts, until it vanishes without a trace.
Nothing escapes its gaze, cold as steel, nor its relentless will. Like a black hole, it swallows everything around it and turns it into memory.
As one moves deeper into hell, the path thickens, the mind’s trails grow darker, understanding fades, and the only place left to us is solitude.
Such is madness. And the only space, also infinite, that can devour it is love.

 

Transitar por el infierno

El infierno es un espacio infinito y en su infinita ansia, devora los sentimientos y reduce a la nada el alma. La paz, siempre una bendición, se esconde tras la niebla intensa de la sombra que el infierno proyecta, hasta desaparecer sin dejar rastro.

Nada escapa a su mirada, fría como el acero, y a sus implacables designios. Como un agujero negro, engulle todo lo que hay a su alrededor y lo convierte en recuerdo.

A medida que se avanza a través del infierno, se espesa el camino, y los senderos de la mente se oscurecen, el entendimiento se apaga y el único lugar que nos queda es la soledad.

Así es la demencia. Y el único espacio, también infinito que la puede devorar es el amor.

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