Cigarette

In this darkness and silence

The crackle and the light of the cigarette illuminates memories

This one is us, it's always been us, the thoughts of you

Endless spinning images of you running around

In the mellow sound silhouette

Just like one stick of cigarette

It was bound to end.. In the darkness surrounding the background

In this deep silence...

You were the flame set on my heart

You were the light that shone to the night

I needed the it, needed the hit, needed it to consume me

Poison me while I was pleased

I knew the end, I saw the point of rupture

Let us all enjoy the moment amongst crackles

Let's join the euphoria, the madness

Like the sun dawning on the catastrophe

Blinded by the presumptuous rebellion to the night

We cheer for the light, and ahead waits the mellow overcast

With the last crackles burning the lips

The pain resorts to memories

We are scaffolded again, by the neutral darkness

Wind

The flap of the wings of the angel breeds storms within

Caught in between the embracing delight, an awakening

Sudden dilation of pupils to the glimpse of light

Demise of the past, the wanderings, now glittering in distance

A heart devoured, misallocated time and space engorging the body

This wasn't supposed to come, not now, not soon...

...actually, when you think about it, never...

We never learn, no matter how hard we insist we will

Our nature surpasses the limits and strength

We are bound to endure the vehemence of ignorance

The loop that was never meant to be broken

We will fall for ages, wax the ground,

and be carried above the clouds, thinking we will be crowned

Only to fall again...

We have freed ourselves from a suffering after years

Now to be trampled recklessly by the unforgiving angel

We can't clench our fists, not with this melody echoing inside

Not when we are ineptly blinded

Not when our glamorous revival is ruined by the arrow

Deteriorating the chemistry of the blood

The blood, it spills once again

With those eyes shining beyond vision

A shroud of emotions eradicating the world around

I am trapped again,

There will be no end, this is yet another beginning

An endless mutiny inside me, crushing everything

Every bone will shiver and shatter

I will fall down...

Wind

My soul is yours to take...

Through demise and diabolical survival comes the day when everything...

... is still bleak.

there is no awakening

no lust

no trust in tomorrow

nor in the shape of things to come as the hours gloomily vanish.

The smile rots, only to revive a sullen heart that will never accept the now

It will curse at the future and degrade the past with words formed unbeknownst to man

Screams sprout from earth... dandelions of fear...

death is near birth is here

death of what was birth of what will be

death of idols birth of ideals

death of criticism birth of deaf individuality

There will be pain, oh yes, there will be a plentiful sparks amongst the curvatures of the brain

Thousands and millions of signals to set off alarms in the coffin

a lovely heartache like never felt before...

What's worse? It will never go away...

Birth pains are here to stay...