In The Garden Of My Arms

There's a bird sited on the source

of that mirror

There's a heart too tired of being

smashed against the window

of the shame

And if now it exploded

in a million of pieces

no one would care at all about it

When that source get dry,

when the heart stop crying,

when the mind drop in

When every little thing

become a little wing

and go away with the wind

Then beyond my eyes you'll

can see a kind of world inside of me

and will fall in it…

To the empty of the universe

to the clearly of my suggest,

From

now to forever

and will be mine…

I am like that spider web that

paralyses you

I arrest and then I suck

All over you body and

'till I haven't absorbed

all of your brain

I will not stop,

I'll have no pain!

Dream, my little baby

Go on your nightmares

I'll always lie beside you

I'll always be taking care

Sweet child, I've told you

The life is more than that

You must wake up, you need beware

To all the problems it will to send…