I may die tomorrow
And fall in regret
I may live tomorrow
And stay in forget

I want it so bad
But I have so much fear
Of the unseen future
Right in front of me

I'm already in the crossroad
And I can't come back
I have to do this
Or be stucked forever

One step closer
To forget or to regret
One step closer
To remember the eternal joy

Even with this good feeling
That I'll reach my need
I try to come back
I try to forget

I have to be brave
And do it for my own
'Cause I may die tomorrow
And fall in joy or regret

The quiet guy in the corner
with  his trippy eyes
and a face full of mystery
and silence

In his bubble he lives
quietly inside his dark shell
thinking about life and death
n' the 'in-between'

With his thin bones
and skeletal face
behind his raven eyes
there's a light

The purest heart
reside within
within the guy in the corner
as silent as the wind

How can he know
that another corner boy
would give his tears and heart
just to see his smile?

How can the other one
have knowledge of the
feeling his lover have
as pure as his? For him

But they never spoke
and in silence they lived
till the day
of their young death

I found the mirror room
In a starless night of July
When the nocturnal birds were in silence
and my heart was pure

Theres was plenty of looking glass all around
and in the center theres was a black one
and "demonical  creature"
was written in a label

With fear I took the black mirror
My image on it, changed
My flesh fell and only my skull was in my vision
The essence of my self was right in front of my eyes

The most horrible image
I saw  in that black mirror
In the starless night of July
When my heart was pure

The darkness and the light
The good and evil
The life and death
The Me and I

The Demonical Creature
The Devil with it's darkness
Lucifer and it's light
Me and my Self

Oh Lord, what's going on?
You are no more with me
Your light don't show me the right way anymore
your angels abandoned me completely
except for one

with his dark wings he welcomed me
in his veiled dark world I went
and with joy they received me
and through all the night I danced
and my soul felt at home again

in this world i met a lady in black
who leaded my path with giant torches
and one day she told me "son
when you don't see my light
i'll be behind you, watching"

I'm complete

i feel your cold arms around me
i feel your cold breath in my neck
i feel your cold voice whispering in my ear
i feel your cold heart beating in my back

the comfort you gives me makes me cry
my heart will always belong to you
so as my soul
so as my body

you are always with me
even when i cannot see
you say "you belong to me
but your spirit is free"

the darkness of my world
is so similar to yours
the loneliness of my heart
and the emptiness of your

with your helmet i went to the shadows
in your chariot i ran away from this
in your world i could rest
with your presence i felt at home again

where are you now
my invisible master?
when are we going to meet again
and celebrate the joy of death?

whenever i'm crying
your long fingers cleans my tears
whenever i'm smiling
your dark eyes look into my soul

i feel your cold arms around me
i feel your cold breath in my neck
i feel your cold voice whispering in my ear
i feel your cold heart beating in my back

and you've never been here
alive

in the back seat of a car
the headphones in the higher volume, the sound spreads
in the back seat of a car
with it's secrets veiled by it's mouth

only when it's useful
it is had with attention
but in indifference times
disappears in the darkness

passing the crossroad
a master and it's disciples
the mists surrounds it
and make it invisible

the bell rings
the sparrow sings
the cigarette burns
the blade cuts

with it's friends
it walks
but the loneliness
surrounds it

into the night
a cry of pleasure fills it
a nervous laugh
followed by the kiss of love

a punch that makes it bleed
the Patriot gives it
it's clothes in the street
and freedom around the corner

the wind whisper
the owl sings
the candles on
the moon shines

in the woods appears
smiling, hysterical, naked
dancing in endless spirals
with it's invisible beings around

in a black and white world, ruled
a being with colored eyes
breaking boundaries and walls
the arcana 0 incorporates

in the back seat of a car
the headphones in the higher volume, the sound spreads
imagining the perfect perfection
in a place of pain and prejudice

the pen between it's fingers dance
a silent music
the poem of it's pale owner
the paper reveals secretly