this monster mask
I hold my candle of enlightenment, trying to burn it slow/
not to get me into skirmish mode, never learning though/
You're just the same asshole with bad remarks/
having arguments, a bitter life, that's the war you spent/
time to justify, it's just a lie with butterflywings/
caged behind my teeth, always fighting to breathe/
got my constant attempts to get to know me better/
Sure, we set 'em boundaries, but I’m feeling tied around the tree/
Like a barking dog, anger colour his vision red/
only a dream of freedom as an insurance against imprisonment/
This flower's yet managed to blossom, I just wait for my turn/
adjust fate so I'll learn the secrets around the corner/
I found the former me hiding behind this monster mask/
and while others ask of him I wonder if my summer last/
forever, or if I have to hibernate in my grenade/
waiting to detonate, blow up this planet like it's featherweight/
Sadly, an angry child is asking why the world is passing by/
why the everlasting dies, gazeing at the skies/
of clouded thougts, longing for the sound of pause/
on this track of looking back only to frown upon it/
I don't want it...
kommentarer? :)
In the old days it was not a crime
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