My Epitaph

Waiting for a sign to turn on the light
Like vanishing silhouettes dancing
Hanging by a rope the childhood hope
Like people separate avoided by dreams
What a nonsense life refrain to dare spent mind asleep
Polluted is the air like an infection
Weakness seeds are scattered everywhere
Poisoned is my air

Look misery saddled on lies
Written in these bloodshot eyes
There 's something
Slapping unfleshed human faces
Skull and crossbones painted
As human portrait

World cut in extremes
The gravestone embraces me
You remember my dreams
This 's my memory this is my epitaph

Life it's shorter, things come and go
Let me live on my dreamed wings
Smell of glory will clean up my sin
This is me
I'll survive in my cradle dream
Let me lie in my cradle dream
Rose flavour to sustain my dreams
This is me

Look outside streaming is the sky
So cloudy that could explode in a meanwhile
In private we tell one another
Life is so short there's no one running on more
Things are running over we can't go on
In a clangour of thunder waking up the dawn
Rain is complaining with forgotten heaven
Sorry to live we lay down for all
As poisoned relics of inhuman look
We are streaming rolling in these broken off ways

I'll survive in my cradle dream
Let me lies in my cradle dream
Rose flavour to sustain my dream

Ruin and misery saddled on lies
Lost in the mess of time
Waiting stars bright now are crying
Left on my way another sign
Call me to realize