Fist onto your heart
cursing all the time
you may vanish off someday
burning up the flag
anger growing on
there’s a riot here today
on the other side
it’s harder to live on
there’s a problem here thosedays
for a certain time
it’s hard to admit
but an eye for an eye
seems just to do the mojo
since the dawn of time
& it still remains
it’s just really like
turning time on / off / on
well , my heart is in the center
feeding onto mars
surrounded in flashes
and so , to any real love
in the dark , many many are
vanished from the start
wake up someday
on the street side
show some bravery , go on
synchronising with the sun
make our last time count down
we should never undertone
well , all the shit in the same time
finishing to sum
a sharp end to some
if your passions are to the minimum
tensions on my side
fist on a wire
to survey on for the first time
from the brain onto the feeble strings of art