Don't you feel that tug inside?
Rope as long as the car ride,
That you father took you on,
To forget all that is gone,
One end - wrapped around your throat,
And the other? From a boat,
Dropped into the deepest bay,
Keeps just falling everyday,
One day it will find it's goal,
You'll be with it if you stall,
I'll be one of the creatures,
Gnawing upon your features,
Belive me, it won't be long,
Before you're where you belong.

Take a peek from up above,
Exercise your endless love,

For the money and the rich,
Save them when they're in the ditch,

For the guns and endless war,
Blood and death make earth's best lore,

For silencing the opressed,
Calm and quiet should be blessed,

Tell your disciples "good work",
Such great job raising pitchforks,

Don't mind all the suffering,
It's worth it for the ending,

Those who die, just skip ahead,
Must vanish to afford bread.

How do you answer when someone asks,
"When will we see the end of the dusk?",
"What if our children come to the world,
and from the birth day have to be old?"

Your mind gets blank, and you turn around,
check if an escape is to be found,
in one of the cracks in that one tile,
on kitchen's wall, you took a long while,
to place correctly, and had to file,
for it to fit well and look just right,
and then a crack appeared overnight,
imagine my massive frustration!

"Anyway, how's your renovation?"

It's like there is a slow turbine,
that turns and churns my guts inside,
but when you ask if I am fine,
I'll say I am, I'll smile and hide,
the creeping darkness in my mind,
of dried-up blood and tears and pain,
felt by the hands noone could find,
before the bombs started to rain.

Cause I don't wanna sleep,
If that would make me see,
Another day alike,
Come sooner

The fleeting hours pass,
Though I wish they could just,
Slow down and let me think,
Let me breathe

Had only my eyes closed,
All future dreams arose,
Scared me not to open,
Them again