what it is all about

there is so much you don't know
things i am dying to show
thigs only see by the few
those who knew love
and those like you
but you are kept in the dark
or as prisoner of the light
there is so much more
than simple selfish delight

haunting the dreams of your loved ones
as if it was all a game
the pain they suffer
and now you realize they're not the same
killing every little part
you think is so bad
and now you realize
the worst is within your own head

maybe some feel no more than just this for you
just this as in stupid human bitch
but i know and knew from the start
you were more than human, my little witch
and for all that matters
you got a place in my heart
you had it for so fucking long
and never came to say hello
but it is still there
if you desire to go

how you stir my thoughts in wirlwind like moves
the world curls round your fingers
and you just think of it as cool groves
but the pain does still linger
in the town and city
in the forest and the coast
more or less the people feel pitty
to see you wander as a ghost

come visit the world
come to my place
i will show you things
that will change your face
no longer the sad smile
no longer the deepest eyes
it will last but a while
before you kill it off
and it dies

every thing will
one day
but untill then
i keep
it save
for i will keep it close to me
as it always should be
save
no longer the torment of unaware
you may challange this
if you dare

knipoog
05 sep 2004 - meld ongepast verhaal
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