It′s a flashback!

I'm searching for myself in a hay stack

Heck that′s what I say, so thrash bag!Is 'prolly' the place where I end that

I′ve lost by looking at my star′s back, at

Her eyes so I'm a crucifier

The ashen one, to end it all in a bonfire

Or truly I′m a squire of dames - a liar

Trickster leading to the same endless abyss

Fix the, shattered heart but I'm still nameless

Trying on faces, of a hero or a Nero

I know shit about being an aimless cog

Or being a ground zero and not just a part of this tug of war

′Cause of having my own demons crawling deep inside

No matter how far I stride, still carry a black sign

Of a sinner, never been in a party of crowned winners

But bound and obey the will of inner

Voice, unable to make a solid choice or make up a fable where nobody dies but rejoice

That's me!

I′ve created no saviour, I've created a bane

That thing's unattainable and I am its prey

And I don′t wanna be drunk till the end of the day

′Cause it's not the way I produce

Dreams slightly collapse and there is no hope in scraps

I′ve been lost in laps of pain, struggle and gaps

In the shallow grey world

I try to make it black and white, track me and fight

So I will surrender

Whisper with tender you're cursed

But there is a fire with seamless thirst

That′s gonna burst right to your heart through the verse tearing apart

I'm trying so hard not to break these promises

With every chance I get

It′s right here in my head

I emphasize, my sickness, I

Won't be alright

The choice is mine

But hide under the pillow constantly cry inside

It's taking over me I don′t wanna die

But I just feel like I have buried my

Will to live can′t remember why

'Prolly′ I'm an egoist I use so many "I"

Once

I saw a dream full of cages but with no birds

With no chords, I′m making a herd of words

Let them strand around the world

Bringing four deadly fellows

The picture is blurred

And I know lie tastes so mellow

But all I feel is the pressure

Caused by the real depression

Progressing dissension

And there's no countermeasure to feel pain and it′s a pleasure

To my soul and aggression

I emit with the passion

I admit with no questions

But no therapy session

I just spit like Em's nation

Like I'm his emanation

But my retaliation to the world

Is not procrastinated but hurled

Down by the crown and faded

And Fuck, I′ve done is a tragic portrait of an artist tortured

Trapped in his own drawings

Angel with torn wings

Won′t make it 'till morning

She went against warnings

Won′t ascend to paradise

Fuck, I say it twice

And nobody seems to be learning

I keep standing my ground

Till I'm crushing or crowned

Till it′s massive blackout

For beautiful nightmare where I want to remain

So, I pretend seeing shooting stars

In a night-sky instead of airplanes

And I'm a dreamer cause

I′m trying so hard not to break these promises

With every chance I get

It's right here in my head

I'm trying so hard not to break these promises

With every chance I get

But there′s war inside my head

No zombies, no dominance

Pure rage intervention

So bye-bye world

Not getting my retaliation

Far cry twirled in the woods

Completely got lost in a mansion

And tension, I keep using those words

With a passion I ain′t here to write second Perception or a Therapy session

Yes; as the music changes

Like a prismatic glass

It takes the light and ranges

Through all the moods that pass;

To condense that existence

Dissects the common carnival

Of passions and regrets

And gives the world a glimpse of all

The colours it forgets

He reaps whatever he begets

And I feel they've been released

By the one with the keys

They keep growing, I know it′s contagious

Let the feast begin with outrageous

Execution

So I face changes

It's a fusion

Of fury and hate

Fuck it, I made

A pool of problems but don′t watch me drowning

'Cause I know one day I′ll climb up to the peak

But until it happens, I'll be proving I'm unique

I′m trying so hard not to break these promises

With every chance I get

It′s right here in my head