hidden
Death's beauty is the light of the day, the smile of every skull is simple as the immortality, and some noises are the silent that made time.
In which the eternity falls in a blink of an eye. The skin tries to hold the rotten body, but it slowly disintegrates each inch to transmute into the specter´s appearance.
The time passes and the stars have moved, the moon covers the sun´s light. Soon the voices of the dead began to talk in all languages, the mankind has never known.
All the beauty that death has created at daylight is the empty life in darkness, the fear in the forest, the eco of every scream, and so these facts are unknown to our minds, we can't even perceive them.
They take our living essence to continue inspiring us in our dreams, that is death's beauty hidden in life.
