Empty shell, widows and woes
You feel it when hatred grows
Dark night and Angels in your thoughts
Waiting for truth, needy and need rot
Golden lungs and sand storms dry
Coral reefs burn and evaporate joy
Afraid to find, when the time will strike
Paddling through it on your tricycle bike
Weird and gruesome ruined this fantasy
Time to time, emotions bleed and must feed
Cause you are weak only when you are weak
Walking on your own shoulders, not dependently
In the sound of the first vowel is trapped that cry
Imagine that animal, imagine how desperate survive
So warmly welcomed, buzzing sounds in the beehive
Stair through open, let the gaze be lost like that
It’s your life, it’s your destiny, surrounded in crap