And then I ask... Is someone listening?

Is it worth it? I ask... Will it work?
Who knows the answers, maybe God?
I Wouldn’t know. Can’t really say.
Time’s up... The Devil’s gotta pay.


Laughing ignorance, we’ll make you mute.
We’ll tell the soldiers: Please, don’t shoot.
To the ambitious King who rules it all:
watch your step, we wanna see you fall.

Freezing fear who chains our utopian dreams,
we can see through you, and all of your schemes.
To the indifferent warden who holds the power,
taste your own medicine, I promise it will be sour.

It is our time, and we have minds of our own,
no matter what, our ideals are up to the bone.
Imprison my body if you may, I’ll find the key,
means the message got through, so I’m already free


Is it worth it? I ask... Will it work?
Who knows the answers, maybe God?
I Wouldn’t know. Can’t really say.
Time’s up... The Devil’s gotta pay.

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Thoughts

The Moon is Calling

Smiling yet?

I just want to put a smile on your face,
make you forget about the pain you felt in the past.

I just want to take you to a magical place,
so you realize that the love you lost, wasn’t the last.

We tend to missplace our trust,
and put our hopes on the beauty of love.
We see the tears and: forget we must;
just leave our troubles to the man above.

Somewhere between Neverland and Wonderland,
but plus a roller-coaster ride and vertigo rush.
There we can both go, and I hope you understand,
that there’s no way in hell I would let us crush.

I just want to hold your hand beyond time and space,
and listen to your heart when it beats so fast.

I just want to take you away and leave no trace,
no worries, in this place: smile we must.

I can wait till you feel safe or even be with you insane,
and would be your friend and always greet you with a smile.
I could be the one to rest with, and wash and dry your brain;
will be that and so much more, just let me take you for a ride.

It's just a kiss

It's Something Like...

It's something like temptation's essence.
Not something you need, but something you want.

It's all the things you forget at her presence.
What the lioness must feel at the haunt.


It's something like magnetism.
Even when you are apart you feel like something's missing.

It's all the times at my words you didn't listen.
Just for wishing we could be kissing.


It's something like a perpetual punishment.
All the things we would do, if only we could.

It's all the chances we missed in the past.
It's okay, because just between us, it's good.