Counting the neverending creeping of hours A frantic wriggling in death's throes Dead branches swinging like a mortal pendulum In a mirage of hanging moons
So many idle days passed by in slothful lingering Clustering plagues devoured by insanity vermin A seed hidden in mind's depth unable to sprout right Abominations lurking in shadows, like evanescent reflections
Eternity elopes cloaked like unending seconds The other facet of an existence swamped by slackness Grains of sand crumbling in waterfalls of grey All the septic wounds cleansed by the sycophant infection
Chase the fleeing butterfly A frail remembrance of equilibrium
Hundreds of nights into the clasp of the twin Awaking the unsleeping side of a jaded mind
Underneath sleepwalking portraits An ill-concealed simulacrum lies The dopplegaenger hatching like a puppeteer Sharp strings pulled by invisible hands
Wallowing in past days nostalgia Seducted by her haunting lullabies
Unleash the fury, as a scream breaching out from the chest May deliverance crush the sunken ribs and twist the spine
Witness the scarlet procession gathering in a glutinous flood And washing the sorrow away, back into a prison of stuffed bonesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
