Hanging without ropes
tripping over the memories of another self of mine
undecided whether i should glide or run away from me
alter ego at the altar of my imperfection
exploring all my indecision you'll not find my usual doubts
sweet blades burn the only ways of escape
i follow the tolls that recall me to your loss now and here
and i find myself seated without giving aid to you
so proudly guilty
there are new smiles to be traced in the hypnotic chaos of my body
mocking my beloved narcissism
not that my hatred is interesting but it seduces me with anger
and im hanging without strenght on the insolence of an unstable tomorrow
sweet blades burn the only ways of escape
i follow the tolls that recall me to your loss now and here
and i find myself seated without giving aid to you
so proudly guilty
i approve the decapitation of our destiny
i admire your disapprobation but i don't want your indulgence
because only the violence mocks my own loneliness
towards the right bitter vision of everything
deceiving me of being able to add to the memory our lost innocence
sweet blades burn the only ways of escape
i follow the tolls that recall me to your loss now and here
and i find myself seated without giving aid to you
so proudly guilty
i approve the decapitation of our destiny
i admire your disapprobation
but your indulgence doesn't cradle me
hanging without ropes
tripping over the memories of another self of mine
undecided whether i should glide or just run away from me
alter ego at the altar of my imperfection