Never quite been more defeated
Then when you told me that
Lizard stones and blissful winters
Belong to the past…
Never let the pain unveil
The hypocrisy in your eyes,
Grey shades of what used to be
The power to decide!
Long for something to inhale
So eager for the rush,
Been a phantom of my gossip,
Trade it for no trust.
I close my eyes and see it clearly,
The polluted aura of your death,
And right below that crooked halo,
There’s something that you never wished to have…
Hear a ring inside my head,
That tells me if it’s now,
Time to forget, be forgotten,
Actions hold me down,
Live my life without the fear,
Of something growing out
Of my chest and grab me by the echoes
And then drown me down…
So burn me and all my instincts,
If they can trouble you,
Have your vengeance, enjoy the moment,
Because I’ll be coming back soon…
I close my eyes and see it clearly,
The polluted aura of your death,
And right below that crooked halo,
There’s something that you never wished to have…
In heaven they ask me how was life here,
Bring me the head of the one who annoys you the most,
Foretold a future not so bright for some,
So irritant, the peasant with two heads instead of one,
But I know how some can react,
When they see a treasure in a dusty old map,
And though some may seem suspicious,
The careless don’t ever suspect the trap…
I close my eyes and see it clearly,
The polluted aura of your death,
And right below that crooked halo,
There’s something that you never wished to have…
