Following The Sense

Go, where?
Dreaming something bad
Meet old friends
Trust an evil God

I keep it here
Annoyed of weakness
Becoming old
Following without a goal

Discover a child
Clean a soul
Suck foreign words
Never be good

Shit is present
Smell feels good
God is not here
A failure is controlled

I come from hidden places
Devil I believe you
Far away my sense has fallen
Saviour I mistreat you

Sun went down forever
Inside is the universe
The splinters are in my open eyes
The heaven is made of sickness

Stay in your world you're an enemy
Time is a dream and I become young
The death must be an evil friend
Wasting life and wasting luck

I can not find the warm place
I can not find the dungeon
It must be under the surface
Far away from all this life

Following the sense
Tears stay hidden
Please give me the time
Please pick me up

A cut is born
Demolition seems clean
Depression is a world
I can not stop to breath

Devil marry me
In darkness I can sleep
Sitting on the violence
Learning to complete

Flying is not useful
Pain is everywhere
The headache of the world
I dive into a storm