Grief
breathing through the loss
and we keep dissolving in the burning tongue
for we have weird thoughts to toss
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I'm sick
for I have a feeling inside I didn't need to feel
and lately I have been to places I've never been
saw and killed things I didn't have to steal
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A heart beating from enthusiasm
trembling for all these times it got stuck on a faux-pas
and yelling for all those seconds it forgot to ask
did you adore it enough?
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Brother, should I trust again?
But I shall sink in my special distrust
there I can fold though pain
there, the things freeze and get solid
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Through escape they shall catch you
through your vein they can finally reach you
quickly, withdraw all your weird dark sides, hide them back inside
quickly, get back control
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Sing to show there is solution
scream to show this cute gruesome illusion
smile and sink in that tasty disturbed confusion
it's the same one, don't you recognize yourself?
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Once you don't care, happiness gets to slide to you easier
She's hidden but often, she is still there
Should you try to share things you have sealed in the box
happiness will hide away, again
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After the big ancient war of ages
and between the lines that were curved and etched by the old men
on trees sunk in their age rings
I saw a lady
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Can you see the cracks?
Can you feel the signs?
and can you see the rope?
It is the silent dream of a hung
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Through the bottom of the crystal bottle I shall rise
If I feel a little over this, the bottle shall be cracked, the bottle shall bleed
through the bottom of your kindness I shall kill any kind of pride
I should have known, my soul is not the same one as it used to be
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