let it come in
me with all this witchcraft like a daredevil
with eight hands
so let it come in
hopping that everything becomes darkles and more blue
but the devil doesn’t come for free
so I don’t too
blues once again licking all the lips
turn them into grey once again
let you in with all your walls
tumbling my soul down and round
it takes two to take away all pain
but angels can handle this they don’t
talk about it
they are hiding...lying to the captain
saying everything it’s fine when all
hell already is here
growing roots around our necks
grasping lava clouds on bedtime stories
to country monsters sailing rich shores
can I take you to dance my dear
do you wanna dance...do you wanna
dance...do you wanna dance??????
can fell all your liquids flowing into
my fingers and mouth
it’s bitter...it’s sore
it’s like iron cutting skin...it’s
soulful wonderful thing
answer you hard as I can; Like we can robber the sky from God
and I let you in deep on my wounds
but I cannot ask you to love me
I only can ask you to hold my eyes
these days I only cry when I’m not sad
and you do more with your soul hitting
my sadness
all the dreams about soul’s asymmetry & speed
amazingly lights all the dark times
it’s raw...it’s glass...it’s your
heart beating live eating you
eating me...once again...