Foolish Vision?

I shut myself in my agony I walk about my body

I look in to the brain there isee a door a rusty look

I´m in vain looking for the key files of used-up paper

Cluster of words thougt of black genius

Merciless foundings nailing my strength on someone

Cross someone else´s hands rearing up over my body

I don´t know what is it they want

I feel sorry for them don´t understand them don´t they know

I don´t feel pain i wish I could help them for their

Blindness positive lying chanses to negative

Am I an idol I know someday I´ll raise add go my way

And they will still be rearings up their hands

I don´t care about them they mean to me

A realization of my being as being

My idea should be protected but they don´t understand

It I accept their foolish vision I´ll become their idol

And somy ideas will be hypertemporal and one day

They´ll be perhads even understood

Now: I´ll be an idol I´m idol !!