White lines pass my eyes
stars are bright
night is dark
moon unknown
times go by
again and again
I'm going insane
I'm missing a grain
no color of sand
the sun is upstairs
I can't see no more
I'm blind to the bone

can't live without
the flowers of death
the bullets of knowledge
The ring of the rulers
the beard of a bird
the pain of a god
the ache of a poet
the stars on the glove
Feelings of love
guilt of the dove
quicker and quicker
before i go nuts
the light is above
above is the floor
the people of life
paper of man
news of the dive
dive through the wall
wall of the thoughts
thoughts of the fall


Falling.