time.. time is the perfect killer. it kills all.. it kills all the feelings that shaken us... it kills hate, it kills love.. it kills all. nothing remains...
like the universe doesn't want us anymore... it erases my memory.. it erases my senses.. it deletes my line.. it changes my face.. it steals the meaning of life.. it dispels the stress.. it takes all of us..
and behind doesn't exist nor gates nor keys.. and you act like you'll always be here.. you sit when you should stand.. you shut when you should scream..
and you attack.. you attack people that loves you thinking that they make you slow down.. it's a crazy game where you pretend that everything's ok, just like the rest.. and just like them, you destroy everything that's united us.. and fail.. and i'm sorry.. but that's not my only regret... cause time is the perfect killer.. it kills us with each breath we take.. it makes us forget who we once were.. it makes the others forget that we was.. it's the last witness, it knows my life by heart.. but in the end the world will want to forget us and itself.. and the peace will come to stay..
time follows my steps.. time imitates the way i walk..
tell me.. why do we lose? why do we sell ourselves? why we fight in tandem with something invisible?
i feel something burning under my skin.. maybe part of it was useless in life..
but there is always someone better.. one that has more.. one that I listen while i pass along.. too fast, almost like the wind.. cause over time, man created the word.
since then, every attempt is doomed to failure too.. and i see a lifetime payed, a feather worn, tired.. thoughts written on a paper by the one whom hesitates.. a bribe.. instead of a soul, a stain.. a tumor that extends.. a man caught in the threads of a poor vineyard.. a huge universe between two hemispheres of the brain.. a brain that plays at night and hears the whispers.
i feel a death wandering around..
in some moments, time takes me in places.. with names in my mind that i can't pronounce..
and i assume only the role, only smoke, the basement of a very normal life.. just buried dreams of glory.. just scared followings on a lost road.. without a shield in fatal fights...
now.. on to your thoughts.. i see that time separated you from your infected world.. from the outside world.. from what you was and what you are and what you'll be..
lonely.. abandoned.. without moving.. and above the sun is gone.. don't you think that now the world's only in deadly thoughts...?
LIKE THE UNIVERSE DOESN'T WANT YOU ANYMORE...
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