Saturday, August 13, 2011

2010

Nursing my wounds, trying to make it all right
I’ve been observing you, I know what you’re up to
All this doesn’t end without a demolishing fight
So surrender now, ’cause you’re the one who’s gonna lose

Pretending obsession doesn’t help you in tragedies
Hope might lend you a hand, but won’t save you overall
Stop it already with all your wanna-be courageous deeds!
I won’t believe you, nor will anyone else for your words fall

Indeed at dawn you’ll be a prey to anxiety
Listening to my magical, charming, hypnotic phrases...
The grand Moon with a golden glimmer shines above us
Open your miniature coffin of razors...
You know it’s all right. It’s just me who you’re ashamed of.

A slight haze blindfolds you and drags your mind to misery


Time has shattered your thoughts and blown up your mind.

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