before leaving this ghost landscape
cleaning my cold skin from steel
i hear neverending whispers
pushing blood between my fear
my tongue’s licking mortal flavours
in a cathode universe
burning years of wasted silence
wired within the main machine
feel the breeze that never came
and quickly passed away those dreams
in the old times life was foolish
in the same old way to be
sadly think about the fingers
touching flesh and feeding hearts
disconnect the memories before
they start to set me free
taste the fear of falling down
flying through the darkened wires
soft misunderstanding martyr
bleeding inside and away
it invades me doesn’t break me
it is burning without hurting
it is safe it’s not an option
as it turns me into flames
oh it scares me doesn’t kill me
keeping track of every move
i am taking frozen trust away
just facing it alone
is it something more than ice
if it blows away my fingers
belief dripping down the stairs
while my hunger breeds forgiveness
moody doubt remain in childhood
plotting sweet and wicked vengeances
everything is really different from
what i thought it was before