We play this ugly game on The Stage of Life; in front of a huge audience imagined by our own confused ideas. We spit in each others faces losing our minds – selling our soul to the Devil – for those five seconds of Fame – Then, when it comes to the last line of … Continue reading
* I was laughing, you were crying while mother screamed; `Who´s dying?!´ A threat that hurt us both. *
Dreams of shadow, truth of spell – agony – I ´m a blind fool.
This morning broke it all; my dreams, my hope, my love into small pieces of sharp illusions; they cut deep into my heart moulding my soul into obedience.
* God abounded me so that I could be saved by that human being with no wings. Wingless. he raised me from the dead and made me part of Civilization. *