A barking dog needs to be fed
A crying baby needs affection
and he seems to go nowhere
I watched him slowly as he entered
His graciousness so undisputed
I thought I invited him for a last kiss
But his face is a firestorm
his hands are quicksilver
and his body made of steam
I wanted love made of flesh
not something ethereal and unexplained
Rumor has it that from tha moment on
I had to break the walls of fantasy
I had to make my self-bounty
This all hardship leaves me drained
an endless road that leads nowhere
I need to make consolation my home
Revival from beneath,like building new Rome
Kiss me and then burn the ruins,
warlord of the scattered heart
A lovebird chopped in pieces
A lustful drag somewhere among neverending wishes
I try to stand on my feet
I try to reload,to approach God's substance
But always something malignant surrounds me with fear
A weird sentence
A sexual martyrdom
It is the ole devil,the great soul-torturer
He is my avenger
-Where is my angel?-
-Who''ll save me from fire,
from bonding suppression?-
-Who is that gives me a fatherly hug,
although I keep clear?-
ΑΦΗΣΕ ΤΟ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ ΣΟΥ
ΘΑ ΜΠΟΡΕΙΣ ΝΑ ΓΡΑΨΕΙΣ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ ΣΕ ΛΙΓΗ ΩΡΑ
ΘΑ ΠΡΕΠΕΙ ΝΑ ΕΙΣΑΙ ΜΕΛΟΣ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΣΧΟΛΙΑΣΕΙΣ