I Swore i'd Never Care...

Tell me girl
what's more important
Is it love and lust
or compassion and trust?

Why do I even bother?
Why do I even care?
I swore I'd never hold her
I swore I wouldn't dare

Take it as it really is
join the circle of totality
You left me here single
singing to the star's mortality

Why do I even bother?
Why do I even care?
I swore I'd never hold her
I swore I wouldn't dare

I loved the lies
you lied so clear
I stained my heart
with a purple tear

I craved for change
and wrath became revenge
I stole the sun
and gave you the moon

All I got is secrets
All I received is pictures
Where are your words?
Where is your admiration?

Why do I even bother?
Why do I even care?
I swore I'd never hold her
I swore I wouldn't dare
I swore I'd never care

But I did...

Hearts painted black

A little black book
with black empty pages
our hearts are charcoal
no fire can burn

A fireman is needed
to blast a dynamite
people will never know
how it feels inside

Empty heads and broken bones
crashed skulls and misplaced jaws
Hatred against all, we are troops
feeling like killing pigeons of peace

Ignorance is a bliss for those...

Oh father...

How is it possible
that gold and slilver
gets to turn to gray
by a single phone call
from home?

How is it possible
that the best strategies
and the most beautiful spells
get to be blown up
by the laws of father and mother?

How is it possible
for a sunny day
that signes a change
be corrupted by a gray fog
by just the pressure of the father?


"Maybe you should kill your father!"

"Kill my father? Grow up right now
and get back to the fight..."

Storm of troubles

I need them to hear
I need them to feel
I need them to taste
I need them to embrace
the truth, the lie, their life

I escaped and run into the forest
the little wolf run next to me
all those ideals were forgotten
in the storm of troubles and distress

I changed my name
I changed myself
I changed my birth
I changed my life
I changed my death

An orgy of wrath and hate
a troubled sence of bitterness
and the taste of relief as this all ends
and it ends with my entrance
to the kingdom of my father
with a knife on my hand

Perpetual Dreams

I love the dark
your hideous form
is never black
and your grayblue eyes
sparkle as a volcano's heart

If my sun and moon betrays me
I will be dead... for good... for ever
If my stars and comets light out
I will be lost... for good ... for ever

Perpetual dreams in a drunk-driven sleep
and we lived like lions
and died like sheep.

I love the dark
moving stealthly
like a shark
and your faceless disguise
is just another mask in my pocket