sexta-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2012

RUN TO THE CAGE

Fall again from the upmost height
To reach the bottom of the highest tide
I dive into the waters, so bland
And let the torrent and my spirit blend
Imprisoned within my own sight
I trapped myself into my mind
I run away from the whistling wind, the rising moon and the liberty
I freed myself but I don't want to be free
I want to sink, why can't you just let it be?
Like a ghost ship, at the ocean floor I roam
A derelict, that frightful fish call home
I have enslaved my destiny to the lustful fate of your designations
For one cannot tame the vengeful rage and devastation
Life reclaims from the person
Who has lived alone or sought emancipation
I perceived I don't wish to fight the relentless flow of time
I deceived myself to believe that I don't want to die
Eventually the shadows of your hair have lurked all around me
And I let myself entangle with every breadth
I have swum through the shadows you have cast
It's the warmest darkness I could ever imagine
Like an airplane cuts through the clouds
I tear through the floods that drowned
So many millions of souls
I go against the flow
To reach the bottomest cave
Where I can't feel nothing but your weight
To fulfill my desires, I run away from the surface, I run straight to your cage

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