Sunday, October 18, 2009

I am crumbling

I am crumbling
sanity will have a new meaning
line at the horizon is blurring
And death has changed its meaning

Death -- just another word for ecstasy
choose splitting blood on my pyre
wriggle your skin on my burning grave
You still will be a loser, a liar

Flee, flee time cries now
no barriers, no chains in sight
I can't even see the light
But i won't give up the fight

Peel, chop, or cut me
burn me alive in the cemetery
I'm crushed, bruished anyway
do it, if death means victory

2 comments:

Dreamy damsel said...

deep and painful..

PassionMust said...

very strong expression well again nothing is stronger and real than death :)