Queen Of Dust
Maybe you serve the name of the beast
And beautiful pattern of nature.
Cutting your hair like a sudden rain,
I slap my discomfort away.
Get seven strings and don’t get easy,
Don’t make the melting sounds.
Grieve it up you see, you wonder
The way i still walk alone.
Last farewell to the pretty world.
Brain’s full of parasite larvaes.
Must stay away to leave it clean
Leave you clean and stay clean myself.
By me…
We dance when you call me to the sun crown.
We make fire to turn it in laughter.
Say how we do, how we go, how we know
To stay one inch from disaster.
You wear your shabby dress,
Smoke cigarettes and relive at sundays.
Every time i go free down my roof
You judge with whispers of tomorrow,
Deep yesterday…
And when the stars shine like in summer
Wind so warm blows the dust in your room,
Makes a fog there and you fake your cry,
Because everything comes in bloom.
Don’t know what’s up, just don’t wanna know,
Don’t wanna tell this native fate.
How much do you wish me to be here?
To stay in your own mind state.
Both we are helpless, can’t get untied,
Judge it, pretend to know everything.
It’s too many ruins on your castle’s ladder,
Can it change anything?
Your vinil disc plays an ancient waltz,
We mentally dance hand in hand.
I offered to calm down your thrilling hand,
You said, it was made of sand.
I shouldn’t have asked you, i was the same,
I’d give you the water of oblivion.
Avoiding the chance for a holocoast,
Maybe breathe out my helpless air.
Point me undone that i must,
‘Cause i am the forceless and timeless warrior
And you are the queen of dust.
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