More dead than ever

More dead than ever.

More dead than ever.
I live in a desert on the lips,
with two rivers in the eyes
and a memory at the mouth.

More dead than ever.
I live with a dry strokes,
with a Lost Dreams
and a strange smell in ears.

More dead than ever.
I live with a distant memory,
with broken wings
and soul in chains

More dead than ever.
I live with empty skin,
with a heart in ruins
in a cemetery of laughter.

More dead than ever.
Live with forgetting,
in twilight in her eyes
and with farewell in her gaze.

More dead than ever.
Live nestled in pain,
wide awake in my shroud,
thinking to find tomorrow.

V.M. ( I hope the translation is not too bad)