5 de dezembro de 2008

like a prayer

it feels like a prayer tonight
this time i´m losing the fight
and nevermind those vermins
slow coming to down my flight
raw purity has no place here
and silent echoes of lost time
bloodstain these stranded souls
for away eternity still pines

the box is closing in
and my air wearing thin
i´m not ready to give
to those unholy three
the moon, an empty sky
fly by me, open wide
to receive some kind
of misguiding light

please
take my hand and show me
something that´s alive inside
the road is strange tonight
and the screaming eyes hide
from my fear

the words mask the mute
and burning eyes see none
typical rape of the soul
that untold scars unfold
in the mirror of laments
that the pretenses break
unspoken the gap widens
never hope for the faker

after hours

forget the driving night
straight through mind and soul
leaving traces of light
inside things tasting holy

come
forget
no regrets

take the beat in you
disconnect, lightning rods
shoot for the stars
burning within your body

feel me
taste me
drink me
become me
become me
become me

take your mind off
take your mind off

barren lands

the wolves will ride with you
and the moon above will shine
in the hope to break free too
from those neverending nights
breakaway from the quarantine
that leaves the deepest scars
all you see now becomes yours
from ruined lifes to the skies

still you fail to see
the price of your liberty

three more steps you´re inside
the cave in which truth lies
the fallen children have cried
all the tears you could find
now you begin to see destinies
that without faith intertwine
despair becomes your frailty
and memories flood your eyes

now you start to see
the price of your liberty

the farthest reaches reached
it fails on you, no answers
greet you here, no results
from upholding that cancer
you became inside your head
now you wish you were dead
but the reaper fails you too
only your hell stands by you

and now all you feel
is the price of your liberty
fail the future, your past is near