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before leaving this ghost landscape

cleaning my cold skin from steel

i hear neverending whispers

pushing blood between my fear

my tongue’s licking mortal flavours

in a cathode universe

burning years of wasted silence

wired within the main machine

feel the breeze that never came

and quickly passed away those dreams

in the old times life was foolish

in the same old way to be

sadly think about the fingers

touching flesh and feeding hearts

disconnect the memories before

they start to set me free

taste the fear of falling down

flying through the darkened wires

soft misunderstanding martyr

bleeding inside and away

it invades me doesn’t break me

it is burning without hurting

it is safe it’s not an option

as it turns me into flames

oh it scares me doesn’t kill me

keeping track of every move

i am taking frozen trust away

just facing it alone

is it something more than ice

if it blows away my fingers

belief dripping down the stairs

while my hunger breeds forgiveness

moody doubt remain in childhood

plotting sweet and wicked vengeances

everything is really different from

what i thought it was before