Bloodline - Mystigma

Staring at the flatline

No trace of vital signs

Following a bloodline

In search for human’s cruel advice

When I cross your lifeline

Your hands are cold and weak

Only for a lifetime

We should close our eyes and fall asleep

Is there anybody out there in this night?

Whose door is open to share some words and endorphin

A soulmate who believes in violet like me

This road to nowhere turns out to be a one-way street

My thoughts are floating, driven by insanity

Pictures delivered to a drunk machinery

I can’t breathe anymore, I won’t do this again

Where are you, please hold me now