It hurts so much, this feeling of rage, of passion - undiscovered, Never told, never to be told, Never ought to be felt By me – by you, Silence, Many, after this, just – Break The moment, rise, do nothing Or anything Still the same this still...
Passion, passione e una cosa meravigliosa e necessaria per la mia vita...
Passion is something which is necessary for my life and I would not be able to imagine my life without it... Passion is something which gives me energy to move, to experience new things ...
They roll the nickles They built the stage They make the monsters And we cast the blame From demonization To arms To arms Dissent is the rule And decree of the nation.
Esoteric power The law of the land There are no hand shakes Wi...
She speaks a tongue Writhe in vacancy Oh, sweet silence How she sings to me My sweet reticent queen Hollow yet replete Cloaked in the shade she wore...
Her wisdom is profound Her voice tastes of a treat Though she cannot make a sound...
They take to the sky Armed with napalm claws To slice the world in two All for a silver cause They send paper tigers From their ebony splintered desks Forced to play with fire And gather ashes of what's left.
Banished to the docks Where no one's ever been Silence is a mouth Trying to swallow me The wood I walk has rot But I'm starting to hear the sea In exile night falls fast But it's falling right on me.