Dramatic Cradle

DRAMATIC CRADLE

In a new sadistic version of my dreams about the end
My declarations confident and no more deprived stand
For what I call an accident I burn inside of it
Deliver all the manifests of war and lay down my pit
I think I’ll never overcome
This stage where all is fake
I know I’ll not a treason done
For everything I take

Chilling me out
Filling me down
Stop all my dreams
I’m coming from your polluted streams
Over and over again

Listen to the inner voice I will not go astray
Another world will save my skin but never steal a day
My concrete flesh is itching as I’m climbing up your wall
Free my vision from the dust and keep on with my fall

I can deal with the absence of sense in my movements
But I can’t accept my own false deprivation
Pick up a moment for a jump to the flaming abyss
I am all that is mentioned
Back to the hour where I stand all alone
Waving the flag of my hate

The is my dramatic cradle - feasting of a beast
Pretence of ignorance and multiplied average
I am not going to sell myself out
Just be aware that I’m coming soon