"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