I don't know what drug the world is on these days
I see only the faces, eyes, flesh not the soul beneath all that dark
is there a place in that pit of seething anger for a heart


there is a terrible silence beyond those metal walls
steel cages and burnt chains
roaring pets put to sleep in warmth of the fall
disappearing under the skeletons, looking for the remains
of what remains, written in ash


parallel realities crashing at the birth of a common sin
I have no clue why anyone would let the storm in
to a broken home
where there is none to feel alone

making pretty promises and petty vows is as good as gold
because there is nothing as such as cold
only the absence of them arms
that warmed every hollow space
only dreams and no face


perhaps there is more to this world than meets the eye
and it is a folly, a farce that the heart would never lie
maybe it has no clue, there cometh time to die
just ask the severed head resting by
and be polite


gamma rays are invisible and so was my imaginary friend
but under the lens, one can see how they break and bend
make and mend  
**** what they do not believe
what they won't see
crawling in torment


in a world where there is always more
than what meets the eyes
and in the end
we are left with even less to die with
drowning in tales around the world

beyond the golden mist in the sky
through those souls dark and white
drifting in the unknown
bleeding tears in the night
through the dawn
as a mother sleeps again
till the red rock kisses the hollowness
making the flowers bloom
there's a light in this emptiness
full of noise in this gloom
a lonely home in the infinite darkness
where the children play
young and old
here the corpses lay
no tongue and cold
born, burnt and sold
brothers and sisters
enemy and the friend
in those whispers
hearing about the end
and mother weeps silently
as the sky sheds golden tears
what gods do they pray to
when there is nothing out there
and everything here
is withering

why is it so hard to be together
when we want to be
even I will run away from myself
but never did she
-
and I am he
what she wants me to be
tied in ourselves
breathing free
from this world
and what it wants to see
every mirror is a word
showing a window and a tree
a man with an axe
walking in a beautiful sun-set
through a sky of orange haze
-
dreaming about the ones gone
as the night begins to wake
sometimes walls become a home
and the world becomes the cage
if we cannot be together, my love.

one day when I'll be gone
I don't want you to feel alone

I want you to learn on your own
for I do not want to see you mourn



I want you to smile and be glad
for all the moments we have had

I wish there was more than this black
and one day we can have it all back



how i wish we could be there again
I will love you till I forget your name

what we were and what we became
in your arms I never felt no pain




how so soon these years do fade
with everything that we once made

I hope this parting is worth its wait
I'll find you again, you don't be late



when I'll be gone you too don't have to die
think of us before you bleed one tear from your eye

when I'll be gone my love please don't you cry
close your eyes, smile and just say a good-bye

what i have gone through
have you ever wondered
I'm someone else, I'm not you
haven't you heard the whispers
kneeling in the dark
can you now see me my friend
tell me, why keep a broken heart
when we know it will all end
then why have thou forsaken me
amongst men and beasts alike
have you not mistaken me
for another creature of the night
even in the sun-light
you are not real anymore
awaking in the moon-light
you are not here anymore
and soon we'll both die
in the cold december
i've known nothing but you
and all I can remember is
that I killed you long ago
and I can still feel you linger
here, with every wind that blows
in this autumn sky that withers
still talking to you

we're not as stupid as we were told, the years of abuse has made us cold
the love is gone and hate won't hold
we're not the ones to be bred and sold,
we're more then
a small heart beating, repeating the world over and over in a rhythm to make a song of life;
black river, blue skies, two faces in the crowd weaving sunlight,
grey world and white,
taught to be loved but finding not a soul by your side,
we have come from the same place, same stories and tales,
albeit different words but the same sounds, the noise;
when you've been screaming all night cold but no one is there to hear your voice;
words perish into the pages, tears cash in blood and ink-
reflection from the mirror, ugly and faded;
when did it matter when we began to think ?
when we began to sing, bowing to the queens and kings,
breathing the world in and watching all of its sins
and lies, what we know and have seen from our eyes;
unheard, what they don't see..what they can't see,
drawing the world in the shapes we want it to be;
always told that the mind won't hold over the matter,
and dreams are...just dreams, build and bred to be shattered,
in a million pieces to be scattered, so we never find ourselves;
the old road has been bitter, the steps ahead lost to the mist,
echoing the same reason that made us clench our fist;
spoken ill, made to be weak..blindfolded with what they had to teach,
but we learned, as they preached;
the one's who got away,
the one's who got away,
now we suffer, from another siege,
locked and chained, walked through years of tears and defeat;
made weak, enough scars that we won't leave,
tied in love, awoken in dusk..the dawn has always been on the far,
falling prey to their lies as we rust and bleed;
we could never see a mother weep, there is something hollow somewhere deep;
walking to the edge of the world, only to fall and meet,
the one's who got away,
the one's who got away,
they would never know our pain, as we watch another one die,
who are you, I've never heard them ask us why,
if only we could see them cry;
and they still pry on us,
now a black heart beating, repeating the world over and over in a rhythm to make a song of lies;
we have always been more, if only they could ever see the world from our eyes.

Oh this life is bitter
It's bigger than you or me
and you are not me
i am someone else
distance is on the rise
i haven't been myself
it was so long ago
i think I've killed myself
looking in the mirror
hiding in the corner
that's me in the corner
burning your whispers
as they wither
I feel more than I used to
what if I ever need you
and you won't be there
i want you here
so you can haunt me again
be mine, give me a sign
remind me how it felt to be blind
I want to hear my name
one last time
it took me so much to find
what I have lost
that I have lost
more than I
ever will be
and still you won't see
that I am on my knees
waiting to be freed
I don't want to bleed my all
when your tears don't fall
don't you hear me call
screaming, dreaming
fighting air and light
breathing night
can't you hear my heart
going black


only ever count the lies
numbers and figures
in isolation, waiting for no one
finger on the trigger



doing what we never meant to
I see you, I can't be with you again
I can feel your pain, take my name
burn my words if they are strange
for I have no clue about you
no clue what I became, since you came



I think I've killed myself
I want to be wrong
but I have never been strong
so weak
that I couldn't even leave
and stay
as I bled
all the hurt I could bleed
waiting to be freed
from the chains of hell
as far as I know
no on we can tell
sometimes I wonder
if they ever consider
what you put me through
I have never known you
and you never knew me too
it was all in the whispers
now they have withered
weathered the storm
pierced by the shards
echoing in a broken home


































Oh this life is bitter
It's bigger than you or me
and you are not me
i am someone else
distance is on the rise
i haven't been myself
never been more wise
i think I've killed myself