"Wait for me, silence" I yell to the stars "Come forth, come hither Am I not entitled to luxurious lifelines? Am I to wither? Serve me my wine, tempt my sore lips Grasp, let m elinger Grant me violins, bra**es in chora Descent in the aura" Defile me not with your sweet kiss Let me exist in Earth's crucial bliss Grant me daylight in earthly delight Modest I shall not be I bring bright light in the cemetery And embrace love in its intensity Watch me go down the spiral I ran into a wicked checkpoint called faith But with eyes closed with two silver pennies I am entitled to an afterlife which is safe I'm humble, but not naive I will serve justice before I leave
No one can hold me against my will And I am here for the thrill Who are you to decide? My hands are folded Portaits of the other world Its overwhelming seed Seductive in its forbiddenness Repelling new born breed I share interdependency with Satan I am the wickedness in bloom I am bereavement and incantation And the white lines in the room I fill out all the empty pages I am what the Bible left out I am the sorrow and the weeping And the last stop on your route I am the cancer in your cellphone I fit in between the lines And for all the earthly s**ers I am the only truth with som substance