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I refugee in my shelter
Made of rough stone
In my eyes the moon light is reflected

The moon that stares at me with a deadly look
Like it wanted to devour me
The rain falls downhill through the unwavering and resistant figure
Covered with the product of the seeds long ago sown
Like the tears streaming down my face, cooling down my anguish
Like a perfect syntony without reason to happen

I just wanted to find you again in my way
While I walk between the rocks and the thorns
To feel at least once
What the time can’t measure

And without courage to scream
I let you go
Under never find out about the sadness in your eyes, while you walk with no certain direction

Cry on me
The mask we all use will eventually fall
Nothing else will remain over than look to our lives which is finishing little by little
No one will ever know when the flame or the last breath of life will extinguish

We’ll forget our sorrows
One day we’ll walk through the waters
Serene and distant from all the suffering

Life is a test
At the end the colour of the like we’ll see is different
A spectrum where some lights are plentiful
Some see an exuberant light, others see complete darkness

Behind This Wounded Bleeding Hearth

I’m here right now
But my mind seems to live in the past
Where the bad memories are

I see a scrapbook
With the bad moments I’ve been through
My mind is hurting me, it’s against me

My heart suffers almost constantly
Behind this wounded and bleeding heart
There is someone that wants to live

No one ever fixed up my heart
No one treated him well
This poor heart is so broken that the pieces of it can’t almost be put together
Only time can try to heal this heart, but the scarves will be here
And my mind will always see it

There is something that makes me wildly look for a medicine to a broken heart
Only itself can do anything but if someone cares about it, it will be less hard

I try to speed it up but in vain
I’m now eager to find out other things
My objectives to the future that I fear
I’ll never know if my heart can be more broken than it is

I cry out to heaven
Hoping someone to listen to me
My request is simple
But looks like I need to get myself a solution

Behind this wounded and bleeding heart
Is someone that wants to come out and fight
Half soul is from a warrior the other half is the light
While leaping to reach the sun the wounded heart bleeds pain and ambition
To a better life…

Lone walker

Lone walker where are you going?
You dropped the sand between your fingers
A few grains of sand from the endless desert

Lone walker, can I go with you?
To exchange my troubles for some peace
Too find myself inside I need to leave me
See with other eyes beyond what the sight can see

Lone walker who made you lone?
Are you fated to be misunderstood?
No one knows who you are and neither do you
The walk is long to find out where you are going
Nobody knows the ways this walk will lead
Not the wise man, not the fool one
A mysterious divine strength knows how you end
All you know is that you’re going to end someday

Lone walker, were your wings cut?
The fall hurt but walking this way isn’t good either
Lone walker, are you blind?
To see there are ways to be chosen and you’re walking with a bandage that’s shutting your vision

Lone walker you’re a lone reed
Of a broken instrument
That was used to amuse and cheer

Lone walker, do you feel alive?
You’ve seen all but your face doesn’t show any cast
Lone walker, do you know I’m here?
You never give me a reply maybe you don’t know what is going on with your live!

A “Philosophic “ thought

I look in the unreal , the answers to the problems of the real world. And many times I thought to be close to the truth, but who thinks to be wise nothing knows about the truth, it shuts itself in its’ world of perfect illusion that seems really to be the truth but it’s not. Trying to find the answer, the wise seeks in its’ huge encyclopedia of the large but finite thought. It makes fun of the hiker that tries to find his own truth, ignoring rooted concepts that many times are not proved and creates his own concept, his perspective even if it has to take a round of 360º degrees to see the world in his own way.

When the hunted becomes the hunter

When the hunted becomes the hunter
You use your planed strategies to break me
But face it
You won’t be ever better than me

All the things you’ve done to me
Brought me down for a while
But something stood on me
And it lifted me so high

You won’t ever, never
Bring me down again
I’ll be here forever
To defeat you again and again

All of that hypocrisy
You made me for moments believe
You’re faked
The person I once knew never existed

You won’t ever, never
Bring me down again
I’ll be here forever
To defeat you again and again

I thought you could understand me
‘Cause you passed through a lot too
But you are a prey that became a predator
The predator was bad and so do you

When everything was against me
I fought alone
You made everything worse

And I wish that you’ve never been in my life
I wish you have what you deserve
‘Cause God will one day make you pay for all the things you’ve done
Or the day is close you will suffer the consequences of what was done

You won’t ever destroy me
Your wickedness ruins everything
You deceive everyone about who you are
When you deceived me I was just distracted

You're Breathing Life Into Me

To the rose that never withers
To the flame that never quenches
To the bird that lost it’s wings and keeps flying

You’re breathing life into me
And through my veins flows the red hot blood
Of many of my madness and own prejudice

From the hottest deserts and from the coldest places
You came to breath life into me
The tears I shed over my life are weeping gently in my soul
You came to breath life into me
And now they are dry from all this heat

You came when I lost my latest hope
When I was watching my dreams being shattered again
I was about to sell my soul
But it didn’t belong to me anyway

You’re breathing life into me
While I release my last rage from the times my mind was hurting me
I built a wall separating the pain off my heart
I hope it to never fall
My wish is being dragged by the river

The rose won’t ever wither
The flame will never quench
The bird will always fly
While you keep breathing life into me
Giving me the fuel for survival
And when the blood keeps running through my veins
Carrying my madness and own prejudice
Which it takes slowly the breath you’re giving me…

When All Comes Down

When All Comes Down

All comes down when you don’t know what you’re doing
What’s the next move, you ask
One day everyone’s lives will come down
In that day, they’ll be judged by what they are, what they’ve done

You don’t know what the next move is
‘Cause you’ve been down too many times
You don’t know who you are anymore

You start to remember all the times you came down
When everything falls
You remember all the ghosts that scared you and made you come down
The bad thing is when you come down again and again

There’s a time when you start thinking and judging your life
You try to find out a way to get out of pain and feeling lost
It takes too much time

All the memories stay in your head
They’re too bad
You think that was unfair and you live in this world
A world where you can’t trust no one

You want revenge
You win the bad guys when you are yourself, without fear
Showing proud in yourself and you finally shine

But when all comes down
You’re so confused that you don’t know in what you’re good at
But don’t be desperate, all the things takes time