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  • WATCH MY DYING - Claustrophony

    Carbon

    just like in a bad dream the picture varies i fit in the splinters of a goddamn broken mirror it would show me something on all paralysed hours of nearing times about me can you know more meanwhile someone must have robbered all the night’s remaining honor dark just did what it could do nothing but that i can’t see you casting shadow just like skin casting me down no more casting aside what i made of casts away my distant core every steps just like tanging my legs are like hammers on a bell reverberating through the walls till i find balance on the edge tear one sheet from backside maybe one tear can help to set you free the album’s burning before none remains but coal

    Time Overdose

    I light the last I want to smoke the snow can wait through walls it glows the bows are playing my backbones tune the nervestrings till overtensed even faster than it is possible until I am old and useless straddling ribs are no deterrent without sparing she resins me bending me even if it takes years for I’ll be told what to dream of I light the last I want to smoke the snow can wait through walls it glows the bows are playing my backbones tune the nervestrings till overtensed even faster than it is possible until I am old and useless she throws herself on me when age limit expires, she waits no more as nothing else it deserves she kicks away that bally score she keeps tuning, hoping for a snap If she could, she’d strain it further icy fingers again and again on me she’d play something tender

    Plan B

    breaking a new day it lets me just a few more as long as I’m not let down by the wheel with fuel may endures for a while before I leave the exhaust fume behind now it’s tomorrow can’t wait so long can’t be so strong I didn’t choose this destination all that I see bridges burning don’t you ask me there’s no plan-B till waking up at full speed I drove and now it’s useless the time I want to defeat as if it was a sweet dream when greeted by the first wall where tomorrows begun to breed but I might be the loser slowly with the doubts I made the radio sounds louder to hear just one meaningful clear word all in vain because the noise was the only thing I heard

    Blue sky green grass

    egy másik formában ott jártam Nálad, mikor öregen és ráncosan feküdtél láttalak, amikor eszedbe jutott, hogy ezt az oldalt ár olvastad valaha, amit ebben az ügyetlen percben írok talán arra gondoltál, hogy a kapcsok összezárultak és a párhuzamosok mégis találkoznak a végtelenben körben ott vannak a válaszok mind csak kérdezni kellett megtanulni



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