as a child eternity seemed familiar
and my game had no end
fear of death did not exist
until
I joined the herd
and from that point on,
confusion gave birth to great illusions ,
which now come around
and hit my miserable being .
lost in the purple haze, no magic here
my thoughts suppressed by the shelf
where I was put by my fellows
and they all wear the mark of Cain;
virgins rocked in cradles of sin,
priests burned by holy candles ,
politicians killed by their means ,
and people, people screaming their obsessions
on youtubes, facebooks, televisions and
in the bars as well .
and I stay in the haze and watch how everything burns and rots
as sinful strangers we walk the dark
in silence we fuck, behind the bushes of morality
you and me, degenerated products
sold as premium deluxe
without a warranty
society bleeds, raped by perverted individuals
even though virginity was lost a long time ago
to greed and lies, prolific gold.
as a child I should have stayed
but
next I know
eternity has an end .
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