Dive into imagination.
Who is the one inside, who is the one!
A spark burning
a sword!
and a dead body…
pick up, resurrect
only to die again.
And millions of worlds passing along
lights of a thousand colors cover the sky!
mirage
It’s the wind moving the sands…
Who is the one?
In this age and time
We were forced to leave everything behind
Even ourselves
So much that we can’t remember anymore
Cloudy beyond the pain
Us
You think it’ll come back?
Or miracles left us
Waiting for a sign of god
I feel I’ve wasted my life
I’t’s because things are bad
Worst than bad
Many people have died
So much that bright days hurt
Tender smiles cause envy
And shooting blanks into the night
Won’t stop the arrows in our hearts
So stay
Start over
Accept your place
The real one
There, where you’re being yourself.
We’re the shadows of the world
The strange ones
There are no stories about us
No songs to celebrate our deeds
The wind doesn’t know our names
Our ashes won’t return to the earth
Our pain will stay here
Even if we go away
And our smiles forever fade
In a painters regret
Yet I’m so glad to have met you
Stayed with you for a while
Listen to you
Remember you
Miss you
Hurt you.
I just lost everything
Every inch of myself, gone
Every beat of my heart, wrong
Every step ever taken, mistaken
The will
The thinker said
Was the only thing in the end
Without it, we cannot live
With it, we cannot let others live
So, what’s the point?
Hurt others and come through
Hurt yourself and be forgotten
I wonder…
Which way leads to heaven
And then I remember
There is no heaven.
Wolves are coming back
They’re at the gates of my house
They come again and again
With their claws burying deep
Pressing hard
Against me, against my flesh
But I keep here, inside
And I keep being me, my story
But the wolves are there
They’ve always been there
Building roads I don’t want to cross
Pushing me to stop
To espectate
To see what is not mine
But I’m not gonna watch
I have my own mirror to reflect
My own canvas to paint
My own name to hang on the wall
It’s me remember?
Yes, I’m myself
The rest, I don’t care
The rest, I don’t wanna know
It doesn’t matter to me
Never did, never will
So, fuck off scum!
Go to that place where you’ve never been before
Oblivion
Cause no one cares for the devil
And the devil cares for every one
That’s the name of the game
I will not play.
I wanted to say “keep up”
But I really wanted to say “I hope it ends well”
But it will never end
Not for me nor for anyone
Not in death
Nor in life
Not even at the end of time
Nor the last minute
Nor the last second
It’s just the way things are
And it breaks my heart.
I had a dream the other night
I was looking to the far side of the plain
There was a tree with a strange shape.
Uncomfortable.
The path written in the grass led to the other side.
Toward the smoke and fire.
Time kept moving forward and didn’t let me breathe
Someone was screaming, crying
I didn’t look
I had to keep walking, I knew
But my feet were against me
My heart crushed
The shadow upright in the sky wanted to touch the clouds
Black arms, columns of burnt wings
And the end of all things.
It was a dream
Was it?
Will I ever reach that plain?
What will I do then?
Crying won’t solve it
Running won’t fix it.
Hold me
Don’t let go of me
I don’t want to go, please…
One more day
One more minute
One second
Before the end of everything
Of the stars
Of the galaxies
Of our memories
Until the surface of all things change
And nothing can be recognized
Will I ever see you again?
Once I let go of your hand
Because I can’t ask you to stay
To go away
I can’t do anything
And it kills me.
In the morning of invisible beatings
To constricted stomachs
From the frost of the past
To the endless injustice
In the depths of a starless night
And the silence of the spines
When despair tears apart
I implore you
Remember
You are not alone
Ask for help
Help will come.
Roll, you foolish beast
’cause dreams cloud your eyes
And tender desires leave your skin swollen
Now scream until your words burn
Now beg until the stars fall from the sky
Until memory is forgotten or transformed
And may your smile be a banner of hope.
Let the ashes of your violence fly high
Let the enemies of your ambition dig their graves
Let all the foundations fall
And the walls of your house fall down
And there, in the middle of nowhere
You will roll again, you foolish beast.
The portrait of progress is me
Waiting in the house, forever and ever
Those who leave go somewhere, it’s their turn, they were called.
When they come back they throw punches and kicks
To the boxes with food that is not enough for everyone.
They are the laughter of the children their parents met
Where deep is the path that leads to nothingness.
And the rest of the beings now hang from their hands
On the edge of oblivion the herd is fed.
The sky is hungry and the gods are awake
Others die at the side of the road, far from our gaze
And they burn in the fire, far from their children, from their mothers
There are no witnesses, but thorns buried in the ground.
But the boss greets me, the morning coffee
And the mold in the air tickles in the throat.
The lady in the subway feels like throwing herself on the rails
But now there are more than twenty between her and the edge
But you can follow your way, old friend or acquaintance
Let your steps echo in mystical realms
And your sleeping eye now reveal souls in stereo
Inside this bag of stars where nothing stays
Everything passes and is annihilated, transformed and bleeding
And don’t forget, the hours of the Earth are accounted for.
Wakeup.Mau