22 de abril de 2007

no saviour

the end has come
and still you wait for the saviour
there is no saviour
all the behaviour leads to a price
the one to pay can be honey like sweet
but not this time
this time the pain will creep
and it´ll furiously sweep
everybody and everything.

with mixed thoughts you observe
it all crumbling in your head
no wings to fly away
no fucking hide to stay in
nobody to pray.

meteors come crashing in
the sky falls piece by piece
burning every inch
sinking deep within
taking you along
proving you wrong.


arquivo 1999

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