night of torment, racked by my thoughts
the past is tapping at my soul’s door
needle in the corner of my eye
brain sucking on celestial burning fluid
brain sucking on celestial burning fluid
nightmare for evermore!!!
waiting to be mown down
I hate when I fell so low
the rising sun ends my pangs
and the day looks like a rainbow
now I walk according to The Black Bird’s Law
i forgot what i was before
i am ready to write a new life lore
now i know
nevermore!!!!!
(thanks to Carolyn for English correction and suggestion)
2007 – Paolo Rudelli
Questo/a opera è pubblicato sotto una Licenza Creative Commons.