Eden

Where has it come from?
muted screams and vapor tears
we need to kill
all the feelings that they use to fear
to frighten us
they set the direction,they point a finger
with a head down we march to our anihilation, thus
easy to find pain and misery, easy to lick the ground and feel epiphany
this is the lines that describes our morality
living inside a dead whore that it’s working for
pay all the sins that she commited against her will
like in a horror movie we shut one eye but still
watching everything like the perfect alibi
without questioning “why”
Why we still pretending that innocence still alive
we kill it at Eden Garden
burden, fallen, wander, broken
this is the karma that we chosen

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Ants

A chillhop playing something without sync
a empty music without heart
but full of meaning
made to touch a mind, not a feeler like me
hypnosis with synthetic things, so sharp that can hurt
wounds maked by our own hands
against the chest,
reach the dead
open up, this coffin that you call breast
you put a farm, full of ants
only candy things can satisfy your hungry
hungry and full of angry
teeths filthy
even lil, insects can dethrone kingdoms
ironic, they don’t eat you or me
we are full of bitter, taste like dead meat
already dead, we vague like zombie
trying to reach another epiphany

Crippling

So crippling
thinking about the last moment
before I close my eyes and see your fading
my anchor, my safe statement
my inner preacher, ready to save me
empty words from a sent of a God that don’t speak
please, make me deaf, call me weak
but don’t force me to listen
frail words of a dead man who chose
shout truths
rather than remain silent
I chose looks like a mad man
than looks like a fake happier

Perfum

There’s a black hole around behind me
this evil one smile and speak
about catharsis and epiphany
about how easy it is
to drag me slowly
into a vivid hell
.
Darling, can’t you see
this is the worst kind of hug
that you can bring to me
Darling, won’t you listen
my screams of agony
cuz I shout out in silence
.
Your voice echoes in this room
even demons hunts for a safe doom
it’s all about you, even the bloom
dead and rotten, no perfum
only the death bouquet from your tomb
.
Darling, can’t you see
this is the worst kind of hug
that you can bring to me
Darling, won’t you listen
my screams of agony
cuz I shout out in silence
.

Parallel

Parallel space
where pain and disgrace
can’t reach, can’t touch, can’t take a piece
of our inner peace
a place that we all can wear
our own crowns
and the kingdom
live with no fear
nothing to gain, nothing to give
it’s a fair game
but, it’s possible find this place?