Amongst these faithless masses,
Temptation pulls you in Her direction.
The thread wearing thin, as it is
A mindless haze settles in.
Sleepless nights and wondrous dreams
Ascending towards the heavens,
A bottomless pit - the world tears at its seams.
Weightless sin and nothing pulls you in.
As you wait by the train station,
Hoards of blank faces, you'll never see again.
Treading grasses by the mountainside,
A loathing look towards the skies,
A cry wells up inside.
The mirrors all around, they reflect the lies
This is nothing more, nothing less
Merely what this pitiful heart desires!
And the devil's eyes - from afar, they caress.
Set me on fire, once and for all,
I take the pain and pleasures
without care, I shall fall.
Fall farther from this world's graces
knowing I rise in a place
Less absurd than this.
ESTÁ A LER
Ravings
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