Mondillusion

What if the snow never exists? What if? What if the sight of a life was just a dream? We never exist No cold beneath my veins could run, what if? What if none of us has born? And if my nails were untrue you wouldn’t have craved in my tomb (But what if) But my tomb wasn’t there anymore (I’ve escaped) What if the gardens of roses were nylons in the bed? What if? The poison of a knife have never been bled? (And the flirt of the night was just a fool turning off the lights?) But what if... (But what if?) What if? Tell me, scream it. I know you don’t see. Break it, hold it, I’m nervous, you are sick. The holdingf hands through the day (What if?) they were just a trick What if what I think Is what you really meant? (I know the voice of Death was false) But what if you’d had what you wanted? (What if?) What if, what if? What If we never exist and the ghost of the past was a vision of a new life (Alt...

The nightmare roamed my ears, whispered so slow and seeped into my fingers, gnawing my verses. It was the horror rending me -to me, to you, to lyrics- Silence. There’s no. I'm not. I saw their feared odors tangling in my nails. I could not rip more its solid whispers! I quietly, waiting. What did my body expect? One breath, the earth. The shaking of the legs, the crisp of my veins or a quiet buzz to close the door.

Keep on drifting to your way, hell in you not in me. Close that ruined door behind me. Just here dies A cursed cycle of thunders within a two-faced tomb of feigned sleep. You, wicked shadow, casted from the past, haunted, haunting my nightmares and brilliant proud You, non-shaped darkness, on your knees I shall give to you the last scream torn free and fully poisoned.