Blood singing

the dreams hanging on the wall
with rusty nails
that pierce your hands.
hopes devoured by fate
wearing a bloody bandage.
cry to the blindness of tomorrow.
a noose as a necklace,
and the world smiles on the contrary.
What hides
and it makes us tremble.

... Flames the fear under cold bones
warm skin, wet from the summer rain.
people run away,
when dawn is killing us,
when the sunset condemn us,
when the heart wants to explode
and mind crumble.

everyone is for himself,
pain and hatred
swallowed as nails.
that pierce the throat
making a blood singing.
a noose as a necklace,
and the world smiles on the contrary.
What hides
and it makes us tremble.

... Fall down,
like a shooting star
drowning in the sea.
when we do not illuminate
when we do not like the streets known
when you want to lose
and rediscovered, reborn.