Play that nightmare where i’m disregarded as a dream,
something fictionless, a thing colder than an angel’s death
Thrust wisdoms from your tongue; true, dirty and unredeemed
I’m compelled to describe you but i’m forced out of breath
How can this be, when kittens have become monsters mean?
Who made these rules
that don’t let me flee
These thoughts are cutting me
but never cutting me free
No need for imagination ‘cause this is bigger
No need for salvation (fools shouldn’t be saved)
life’s placing one thought in front of another
…one emotion after another.