segunda-feira, 16 de abril de 2007

M(y)self




It’s me again
Aroused from the ashes
Of my smiles or maybe pain
To bring time to the moaning that clashes
In the quest for the meaning of oblivion
I’ve disappeared just to appear
In the words of exclusion
Meaning nothing to salvation
But perhaps the meaning itself
Is the lust of an empire

While the morning dark
Meets the true and the deceiver
While in the shade they fight
The bloody feast begins
Where’s no light or sins
Here I’ve unleashed my beast
To the starving of the flock
To commit to the atrocity
And starve the wolfs
To the chaos of my identity

This is the beginning of my scream

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