Más Allá Del Amor... El Dolor

Poe: Who are you? What are you doing here? Speak!

Dante: Look around, this is my masterpiece

Poe: All this horror was swirling in your mind
Desolation, a song of death

Dante: I had a vision, I’m not the one who judges
Poe: Who are you? What are you doing here? Speak!

I just showed the price of guilt
Opening the gates of the Underworld

Poe: The darkness of our future

Dante: You, better than anyone, understand the path of horror
I can see myself in you, it’s so easy to grasp all your pain
Your anguish and the thirst that ravages your soul
I loved too, my devotion was in vain
I never kissed that idealized face
Beyond love... the pain
At least she was yours
I also loved, Beatrice was just my muse

Poe: Beyond love... the pain
She died young
And with her, I was buried
The narrow valley of loneliness cracks the heart

Dante: I wrote her withered verses
Sonnets in her honor
The Vita Nuova was the elixir
That time buried
Plague, corrupted, a black shroud
That covers my wound
Ruthless feelings, piercing through
My scorched love

Poe and Dante: The abyss without her body
The terrible fear of this dream
That gags, that punishes
Chained to his nightmare

Poe: How to find
Answers without her voice
Everything shattered
Beyond love... the pain

Dante: At least she was yours

Poe: I loved too, Virginia died

Dante: Beatrice was just my muse

Poe: Beyond love... the pain
And the soul shattered

Dante: My whole being is drowning in pain

Poe: Damn disease
That took her from me
And I feel guilty
That infernal pact for wanting to be a God
To be more than anyone.