Vengeance

I can’t blame you the way I was used,
You’ve set my mind upside down. Amused?
I’d rather think it was for you a fluke.
Now I can see you settling down to brew.

Vengeance tastes like freedom.

You brought black and of regrets a stack,
When you flew by here, you black bird of a crap.
There ought to be a way for you too to bleed.
Mirror mirroring you inside. Mirror can’t see.

Vengeance tastes like freedom.

End your speech of silence. I’ve sinned.
Blend black feathers into white skin.
Rough and clear sound of passion redeemed
Out of sated lungs. No compassion’s esteemed.

Vengeance tastes like freedom.

Exposed

Here it comes the rain,
Then the sun dries it up.
Here the wind bends the land,
Here the sea dives in the sand.

Here’s where you see the sound
Nature’s playing on sacred ground.
Where all senses get exposed,
Where the spine is the rose.

Ooooooh…. I’m exposed to you.

Living it all ‘round
Get the feeling no ground
Could give you more than this,
Hits me hard like a bliss.

Here skin’s tough enough,
To all natives heart is rough,
And used to protect their lands
Love just flows through their hands.

I feel in love with you.
I feel you’ve gone me through.
Deep where eyes can’t see,
Drips all liquid me.

Hit me with your bliss cuz…
Naked soul here drops his fist.
Helpless before you, cuz you came true.
Stay true as you are, I’ll land on you.

Blind Spot

Walking tall
Through the landscape of a dawn
Where all “yes man” are a “no”..
Where you’re questioning a skull.

Here I can be myself, here are no glitches.
All that makes surrender selves here has no home.

Walking free
Through the landscape of a dream
Where all death meanings are esteemed
And all answers get redeemed.

I can lean on myself, I got no glitches.
Oh, that surrendered self here has no home.

God’s speeding up pressure,
God needs me..
My tissues are cracking up.
God bless you, God stress you,
God thanks you,
God covers it all up.

Here I could kill myself, here in the blind spot.
All those eyes watching crap, adoring death.

God’s leading.. concealing ..
Conceding.
Got faith that’s cracking up.
God bless you, confess you,
God feels you.
God covers it all up.

Life has no life to spare nor I could blame her.
Feelings are glitches there, here I got safer.

Death Bells

They break in in the middle of their sleep.
Welcome to the darkest center of hell.
Pulled out in the middle of the street
Naked, got burden. Ear to the death bell.

A deep scar in the middle of their heart,
It’s for them also the others a “no-go”.
One wonders if they exist at all…
Don’t raise your eye out of the comfort zone.

A small world got us big complaints
And deep wounds underneath a huge stain.
Lands polluted,  flooded with corps.
No way out nor freedom from the death lords.

Look down please, look after their souls.
Locked up beings, stolen from their goals.

Destiny

Twister

Twisting all my thinking all the way up to the problem,
Bleeding all the way down to this solitary moment.
I’ve always believed there’s a reason to discover.
A lover won’t give up till from the problem got devoured.

Where grief abounds is a crown to be worn not to be shown.
A deep sorrow is to follow weakening perseverance.
A leaf falls to the ground once is brown, deaf sound.
There’s no way back here’s no fret for you to grasp all the rest.

Thinking got no time left for the waking up tomorrow.
One leaves all the magic, bells resound on celebration.
Once and if convinced he’d use some wisdom, maybe he’d borrowed.
You can bleed till you move on, ain’t it a deprivation?

Army of Soul
[Cheating Daemons]

Picking a strategy to follow,
A gloomy rhythm makes the bitter swallow
Down to where I’m stuck, in the battle.

Building a No as for the shield to my war,
Me disguised as the variety of the colors
That down there I will shoot on to you.

There’s no way for you to cheat me.
There’s no way for you to beat me.
Try and hit me!
You won’t see me.

Keeping the pace to the time of the rattle,
Hitting the maze with no intention to settle
Down, got hotspots to my army of soul.

Face the truth it is time for you to surrender.
Hand me your sword now, I won’t spare you.
No, for you no chance to come back.

[Can you hear the rattle?]
Picking a strategy to follow you down.
This rhythm made the bitter swallow
Down to where I’m stuck, in the battle.
I don’t want you. I don’t need you.
I’ll split our symmetry.
I just hate you. I will cheat you.
I’ll be your cemetery.