Grotesque landscapes in sight
Traffic of minds and city lights
Dead poetry, floating over black sea
Fornication and caresses
Tongues licking and a barman sinking
In the ruins of an old magic cocktail bar

Marching through exstinguished cigarretes and portraits of
Mod

Is this what i heard about so many times before.
Under the eye, my fears becoming evidence
No way to stop the sweat, the trembling of my voice
This plaque lies here, your name stamped on it

Forgive my life lender

Is this what i heard about so many times before
All thi

One milion errors another time
One milion sentences to digest alone at dark
Without support, without someone to rely on
How strong is someone supposed to be at just 8 years old?
Don't want to speak
Dont force me to laugh
I tried to forgive your fists, denial is what i got

Your hand holds my hand and your look relieves my pain, oh brother
Where's the might?our faith fades away as our lives
As our feet rooted to the ground chain our moves
We see from here that they come and leave and they come and leave....

I know you're strangled now cause of the

It feels like it was ages ago.It was not.
I can still remember all those metal animals.
Those called bringers of progress
Which were created to settle down the bases of todays comfort
which were the cause of pride and vanity.
Then came the day, wood turned into reflecting sur