have you seen my little sister
find her under sterile light
find her in the maze of tiles
one by one to the hangman
methodical and quite hygienic
you must find my little sister
all of us were so scared
one by one to the hangman
we are dangling on hooks now
we waited in the line to the screams
methodical and quite hygienic
my little sister was so scared
find us under sterile light
find us in the maze of tiles
we are dangling on hooks now
so i've heard you cannot fail
others, sure, they're just too weak
life's a fight, you shall prevail
please enjoy your winning streak
you are just another fool
turned into a mindless tool
so i've heard you want to soar
climb the ladder to the top
rise and then excel some more
look at you, cream of the crop
cutting edges, at full throttle
i'm the genie, you're the bottle
so i've heard you've been replaced
like the ones you used to blame
all your efforts gone to waste
no one ever wins this game
surrender to life's lottery
its soul-crushing machinery
amidst the chaos, the pounding
fractured lay the world and i
untouchable but by the kiss
toxic breeze on a shattered smile
the dawn that never happened
when i died beneath the thunder
the spent piece of a falling moon
young souls trickled away still
the city lights went out in the morning
in fierce love we drowned soon after
and the very sky we inhaled
dressed handsomely in red and death
the heavens parted peacefully
a thousand suns struck graciously
lit streets and homes in harmony
burnt dreams and children equally
burnt dreams and children equally
the pain was terrible and brief
washed away by the blazing storm
and the covenant with a little boy
true heroes sleep clearly every night
now the colors on the photograph
fading like the memories
rising waves of agony
from grey to grey in circles
now the things that never
and the things that were
forever in this moment
forever in a loop
now more surreal than the past
ghost are dancing on the surface
reaching out into the silence
and the frozen scars beneath
now is all that's left
the last sliver of a me
chained to the unrelenting
to the grim arrow of time
now i ride the sine wave
and the things that never
i don't know the answer
to the things that were
up there the great oak towers high
her vast crown covers half the sky
through cracks in tiles her sturdy root
feasts lavishly on ancient soot
when sun and water split the stones
the soil has swallowed our bones
the palaces have turned to dust
nothing remains above the crust
the world again is calm and lush
the ruins reigned by tree and brush
a beauty none has ever seen
the final peace is tinted green
like fools we dream of legacy
and cherish what will never be
for all that matters in the end
is who will reconquer this land
there we found the fine old lady
on the everlasting, ever-changing
on a thin strip at the edge
we found her sleeping in the warmth
bedded in salt and time
time and ground seashells
this white hot burning sensation
bare feet in glorious pain
our hearts hoped so much
she struggled for words
a day and half a song
till manners and sweat
till tired eyes and a smile
lead the river of joy into the ocean
and the roar resounded
and she rose once more
as strong-willed as rusty
old bones creaked in the wind
a last dance for old time's sake
like a hawk on the hunt
you will clench the last straw
inaction becomes unthinkable
and you will start to stir
ravenous and empty
furious and sad
you will devour the truth
to emerge changed forever
and at one point
and you will have to murder
oh, destroy you will
complacency at one point
the signs, they are everywhere
like a turtle on its back
you'll squint into the hole
a passage half open
half overgrown with grey
here you will find peace
arise from the dampness
and peek through the glass
the stars forgotten for good
and at one point
and you will have to twist
oh, distort you will
sanity at one point
the signs, they are everywhere
like a moth to the fire
towards inevitable demise
soon engulfed by decay
the ultimate fate of all things
a single tear will fall
then you will sign the truce
between your ceaseless yearning
and the warm embrace of entropy
and at one point
and you will have to break
oh, snap you will
at one point or later
the signs, they are everywhere
