Shaking nightmares from my head
erotic pleasures, jungle mirrages, exotic dreams
none of you.... are you finially dead?
waiting around, sadness fills my being...
can't even cry... so lost and alone
dazzeling blades light up my eyes, perk up my soul
this red is so red, this red is so real
staining everything, complexity pouring onto the floor
not complex, so simple and pure...
glass filled touch, nothing's there.... you feel nothing
a shell of a being, a carcass is all u see
so lost and alone.... are you really dead?
this time... this time... it's always next time...
when is it going to be this time?
time never stands still... time has no emotion... time is never ending... there is no time for time...
STOP
are you really dead this time? .....