segunda-feira, 21 de março de 2016

I wish...

I wish...

I wish I was a dart flying to some target
I wish I was the perfume floating over your skin
I wish I was your memories of god
I wish I was the TV light watching as you sleep
I wish I couldn't remember the taste of your thoughts
I wish your veins intertwined with mine
I wish your heart under my feet
I wish I've broken your heart
I wish we could rest in peace
I wish my world wasn't yours
I wish my goosebumps weren't about your voice
I wish my lonelyness could mend my heart
I wish my thirst weren't of your lips
I wish our shadows cross under a moonbeam
I wish you didn't have such power around me
I wish one day we could be more than lonely walkers
I wish my death carry some meaning to you
I wish you'd miss my brain and lips
I wish I never thought of changing because of you
I wish you open your door once and forever
I wish I'd knew the heat of our bed
I wish lay on your lap for a restful nap
I wish we could dream together
I wish we could fight life side by side
I wish my darkness meet yours
I wish you to know the truth
I wish open myself to you
I wish cry as our parents die one by one
I wish time would be our fuel
I wish hold your body and toutch your soul
I wish I could see your eyes and beyond
I wish none of us could ever be apart
I wish you come to cease the burning flames of solitude
I wish I could reach some colored wire while I fall burning
I wish your skin doesn't shine as bright as the stars
I wish we make a pact
I wish you dream about me tonight
I wish you wake up wanting me
I wish...
I wish...
I wish...
I wish I longing  no more...
For you


segunda-feira, 7 de março de 2016

Petals and razors (single)

Petals and razors

Waking up helpless
Choked up with my nightmares
Certainly and badly tortured... faceless
To find my thoughs saying good bye

And everything is broken
colors makes no sense
I feel empty bottles with lovely labels

I'm the one who cares no more
Anymore...
I'm the one who calls your name no more
Anymore...
I'm the one who realise that
Petals and razors are always for you

Reflection is a bleeding truth
That reality makes it too
For me who is used to bleed
Imaginary is my path to breath

And everything is broken
Colors makes no sense ... anymore
I feel empty bottles with disturbing labels

For the letter I'm writing
God and Satan sink in our red lake
Of petals and razors
With you
And the only one who left is
The Scar of my lonely
And Melacholic
Silence...