Apocalypse in me
Deserve the empty space of strange souls
Never again I was in front of the only teaser of the universe.
So are coming from some years ago
those issues I break and forgot.

I learn so alike he despise
Watching us from the morning at night
I cut all along the arm of the life
There’s nothing to come, this is the clincher
looking for a question about you painting your eyes
Some learn like you do covering up,
the smiles in the sea and his hands touching
the fly of the moon.

So I spit the sky far away from you
far away I am fading for a little light
of the nothingness, now I want to
feel the fear taking the pleasure of the angel’s death
They join us when we think in a kiss before hold and die
And you pushing stars to your birth.
The true you’d like to love but you are not low,
soul of guns, I lose the eyes of the heart and gold.