When the mind becomes so clear
My brain is stoking,
System fail and system dead,
I cannot take
Seeing golden fallen leaves
On ground smoking,
Melting under rain of lead,
Turn into red.
Light above the grain of fear
Washed out in motion,
Sky as dark as gaping hole
Behind the glass.
I don't want to disappear
In blaze of pointless
Rising up the stairs and roll
To indolence.
Ch.:
Who catches all the brave
On other side of "After"?
Who carries all the brave
When common view is
moving away and
moving away and shattered?
Supernatural disease
Of human nation,
Demolition of ideal,
Illusions faint.
Nothing helps an' no one heals
Contamination,
Throw it's ashes in the wind -
It's all the same