The monster inside, the mask of a future


We wake in the morning, open our eyes and yawn
Ease of bed, we forget that we walk
How to know that we are not veiled in mystery
Which makes us be our own Lucifer.
We feel a sip from a colored straw
And we refuse it, saying that we have a pure heart.

What is the use to deny something you have inside?
When you walk and see your future victims.
Look in the mirror and you will see it,
It takes your hand to make you not to feel wrong,
And on the other hand makes you kill
Many dreams that were real treasures.
It takes your neck, showing you your true appearance
A perfect monster that requires a rescue.

Your eyes are touched by so-called pride
Which is ruled by a cruel anarchy.
Your ears are covered by a whisper that bites you
Your mouth is touched by ambition, who heads perished.
Demon, that`s what you become!
You left yourself led by something infinitely.

Umbrellas now are absorbing you from your eyes
But you bother to regain their flashing
You're hiding from you, climbing only when the mind wants
You wasted over the wind felt once by your soul
You have lost everything due to perfection
And now you pray for some miracles from a lamp.
Light goes out, it cannot resist
In your lungs, smoke wants to persist.
Feet are soaked in a puddle of pain
You could jump, it needs just a feeling.

You are lost in a confusion that brought you drown
Even the outside of your senses have become colder.
Darkness catches you, but you know it's not true
Do not stop fighting even for a single sin!
Your heart beats for future, improperly dull
Even if you had defects, your body did love you
Listen to pure silence, and to the fire from the walls
Watch yourself, because there are some fire arrows.
Those will save you from your own mistake
Taking off up the overwhelming blur.

With forgiveness, you back into the identity of the forgotten victims
And true power goes out, your presence lit.
Guilt brings darkness to the surface
You can feel it, right? Success spoils you now.
It wasn`t hard, but that thing will always happen
Every time you let that monster see that everything is hard.

Oh, charming shadow, they will not leave until you will be tamed
Even if you make people dream.
They won`t kill you
They thank you, but why?
You kill
Make actors from them
But actually, you make them strong
When they were just assholes in the past.
You turned them from red roses in blue ones
Who have evolved from their wrong principles.

Go to the gallows, you know when to take your flight
Regretfully, your journey won`t be so easy.
You still live in their souls, but full of innocence
That cannot be stolen because it's plentiful
You will get rid of resentment which you make us hear
Your life will end…
It will end when the dream will find its opposite.