viernes, 28 de marzo de 2008


you can’t be my faith
What I learned I forget
Save a breath of the spires of your
silence off road you can bite in the air
becoming stone.

Can you save what I get?
What is this melt of my head?
Check stars painting secrets
on the black blooms, to blame you
for what's left
so much, so real
remember I like to you
but just in the end.
I want some of blood
at last I will be free.

Like suffocation safety, the sickness of you
my song of the error, vital bleed
the lovers are the rare sun on death's town
on an alive thing the highway goes.
the voices drawing demons buying me and my soul
because they come after the feelings
we change our ways for a thing
a simple fate, simple fade, everything it’s done.

Like a dream of the past
I search your delight
to come until be delayed.
There is a line behind your mouth because I lie.
They capture heart's oil
now they come, the bitter honey of the cure
Learn for less art on his hands
Medicate it to relate how you show
the keys to the fountain of wine
where I looking for a faith.

I save only in the forgotten place
the war of my tears.
Well I don't want your "nowhere".
I don't want the faith
Some learn the noises
to sing hymns, but i live them
until disappear.

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