From the cosmic swarm of cryptic movements
it sounds like a weird call, the melody: no sense at all !
I’m the creator of a drug and I pledge nothing !!!
But the nothing corrodes me !!!
When does the skin will be liquefied ?
When can I sleep with my bones in ecstasy ?
And I? Am I the result of logarythms?
I’m the sacrilege, the fear, the words I can’t hide
the hope for a future without blood that draw my jitters!
When the flesh will conjure decisions?
Embrace, corrupt and follow blood, infected ...
Just another chapter to erase me with …
Texture of delight, conform to my own mind...
Just another chapter to erase me …
Little pressure on these hands with the fear I cannot hide...
Another loss for my behaviour and you erase me with …
Texture of delight...conform to my own mind...
Overthrowing stability - is my reactor
and the light energize these fingers.
With your strength save my weak mind
I am my worst enemy !!!
Texture of delight...conform to my own mind ...
Just another texture of delight,
conform to my own mind ...
Chapter to erase me …
Little pressure on these hands with the fear I cannot hide ...
Another loss for my behaviour and you erase me with …
Texture of delight... conform to my own MIND ...
