Infected Dreams

I puke when life's near death and in death there's no

salvation

If I realize the imperfection

And vomit

Is speaking in my name

Three certainties: death, imperfection, vomit

Forever in need

Of something

Not present in this world

You were all my infected dreams

Living, confronting, fighting,

Facing pain everyday: I asked me why?

For long time I fed an illusion

Yesterday, the conclusion

A kiss † With love's taste

A kiss † With bloody taste

Don't you know you have the fault

For my own decay?

A kiss † With honey's taste

A kiss † With vomit taste

I walk in the beaten deadline

To insanity

Open hunt † Open cunt

Erasing a superficial past

Could be easier

But you arrived to resurrection

And you don't care my limbo

Searching a big never-ending sleep

Too similar to death

With this empty device

It could be easier

But the damnation of the awakening will remain

Open hunt_Open cunt_Open grave

You've the gift of coldness

I'm condemned to wait for centuries

To realize to be honest with me

To be ready to fuck and kill

... YOU

I puke when life's near death and in death there's no

salvation

If I realize the imperfection

And vomit

Is speaking in my name

Three certainties: death, imperfection, vomit

... infected dreams