In this lyrical exploration I´l take a step back from poetry
With this hymn I´l save me from poverty
for these word are sung from my heart
screaming serenades for her to take part of
melodies sewn from the threads of my desire
strapped to my chest by the strongest of wires

In this lyrical exploration I´l take a step back from poetry
With this hymn I´l save me from poverty
to hold the heaviness given to it by its nature
and sink me in a sleep that will last forever.

You saw your life in every detail of my actions
with my initiative to do anything at all

the requirements for our existence is to take away all there is to breathe
smothered by the care I gave you
smothered by the feeling of need
this world was a have without saints and sinners, but as I found God
you erased my plane of existence and rose above

your beauty is enough evidence
to show the abstinence of balance

we walked over oceans washing our faces on the shores. A fistful of dirty lies from my cheeks down in the sand, a list full of promises never to be promised to anyone who shared their life as we did, not to feel so needed by anyone.

And I would like to say that death is the only one to make it out alive when we battle our lives
a constant fear of wanting to be dead but act only as if we wanted to survive

I laughed in fear of being to fortunate with exhaling of air, when i think for hour and hour and hour about thinking to much. Deflower my consciousness counting the days.

And I for one accept that my actions declare me a moron, as long as rivers
can run by my side in the end and bring me your floating shipwreck to repair.

I found smoke in the center of my loungs and so we found the fire. It was eating the oxygen of every tired little thing that rusts in the rain from the trust, and it stains.