Having no will to live –
Wanting to want
Longing to long
for life
between my fingers
empty fault
full of void
full of pain
whose fault is it now –
For those that lived to die
for them, I´ll try – to-day
and yet I feel nothing
my senses have been numbed
stiffen hands
and blood in my veins
slowly congeals
I´m made of concrete
ready for the black hole´s
dark arms, they wreathe around my soul
and then they start to shine –
I am coming unarmed
ready for the armistice that never comes
Wanting to want
Longing to long
for life
between my fingers
empty fault
full of void
full of pain
whose fault is it now –
For those that lived to die
for them, I´ll try – to-day
and yet I feel nothing
my senses have been numbed
stiffen hands
and blood in my veins
slowly congeals
I´m made of concrete
ready for the black hole´s
dark arms, they wreathe around my soul
and then they start to shine –
I am coming unarmed
ready for the armistice that never comes
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