โลกามายา LIVE&DIE

Oppressing to the corner, 

what might have 

brought us to Something 

better than this mutual mess 

Between "us and them", 

nothing suffices the 

internal trauma

greater than 

bringing back the world 

that recognizes...

"Us and them" 

Are strangers' words emitted by, in the mind of this physiological machine

Everybody grows,

All the time mankind has struggled

Seems to fly into our face,

Laying a seed in the troublesome consciousness:

Live and die,

Live and die again, 

Again and again

And without deviation.

‘Lest we're carried away:

Gave into "used-to-it"’

Live and die,

Live and die again, 

Again and again

And without deviation.

Houses, homewrecker littered,

To gimmicky bits,

Pieces of photographs 

Blurry in details

But one thing is clear,

It is clear:

...

nothing will suffice the trauma of mankind,

As I lay dying, 

The skies have spoken,

New lives spring out,

Live and die,

Live and die again, 

Again 

and again

And without deviation.

Spring out either 

to be honored,

Either/or 

fermented like algae under the sea.

The Templars, slumbering

 in the 

shroud of eve

Looking at what had GONE

Might wake them up 

in the near future,

In a world that breeds barbarity,

Even as we fly to the moon,

Every time I stick my face 

Reminds of the stiffness of being

One life, one shout, 

I can make no more, can't compress,

Chained to an 

Impending 

Complacency, 

and the days when I cling To hope 

are withering