1. I CALLED GOD AND LEFT A MESSAGE ON HIS ANSWERING MACHINE

(Instrumental)


2. THE IDOL WORSHIP

Like a gush lifts up from mire
I tried to reach the sky,
But my fate was not to climb.

Raising my eyes from here
Where the idol worship thrives
Towards a dream, a myth, a lie.

I pretended I could hide,
Disconnect me from this life.

Yes, I tried to look beyond
Those frameworks, these walls,
And to stride across it all.

Merely efforts sacrificed
On an useless altar.
Try to escape if there’s still time.
Anywhere out from here,
Anywhere but not here,
Trying to shun all for a while.

Words are just a ramp
A spinning board to contradict
All our thoughts and leave us vain hopes.
Think is just our means
To strip off this life all her clothes,
All her worth and leave us empty.

I’m buried with my wings

Stone by stone you built
The perfect stronghold.
Now its walls are your cage, an eternal prison
Bar your doors again,
Hide from this cruel world,
Put your head in the sand, unearthing nothingness

Shapeless alien to your world,
That’s the grave of my hopes,
An asylum for my thoughts.

I know you can’t conceive my mind,
But who cares what I long for?
Try to escape if there’s still time.
Anywhere out from here,
Anywhere but not here,
Spread you wings up from this mire.


3. AN UNCLEAR ECHO

(Instrumental)


4. ECHOES OF REALITY

As I weave, as I plunge
Hollow feelings into this blinded mind,
Yet I know i’ll rouse a pretence

I’m day-dreaming two faced hopes,
I’m deceiving all my trusts,
While I drown why can’t I yell ?

As I live thus I’m numb,
As I grovel into this mire
Where’s my dream or it’s fake ?

Where can we hide when reality has died
Killed by dream stabbed just as It came to light ?
What’s my faith nowadays ?

Now that I bare all these dreams have no strength,
Everyday murdered by a light that fades.
While I see only a liar again.

As you see I’m here and still besieged.
Tell me how to escape,
How to divert my bumpy lane
That slowly now is sliding far
And lazily shrinks upon this mire.
And i’ll pretend not to understand,
I’ll leave concealed, i’ll be forever deaf.

All these fears found again in my mind.
Hidden leaks I can’t really deny.
Only a moment of reason brights up
All i’ve seen is a
Continuous chain and won’t break it’s link.

How can we hide when reality has died
Choked with rage then defaced stripped again ?
I lose my aim into my dreams.

Now that I bare all those dreams have no strength
Killed again by the dawn of a new day.
Until the birth of a new deceit


5. A WORN-OUT MONOLOGUE

She can’t understand the difference between us,
The breadth of our last leap,
The seeds of raving pain
Before falling again to nothing,

Those witless eyes of child,
That worn out skin,
Those drifting screams of rage.

A fiddle screeching in a visage withered
Choking your defeat

Those roaming inert eyes
Stare at the air
Like waves in lonely seas

And dance with your dreams throughout illusions
Intoxicating dismay

She’s alone and her mind
Only begs scraps of lies,
Raping dreams, rotting out her desire.
Random memories in her mind
To recall and wonder why
Another step to forget those drolly scenes
And what was real.

Juggling with dreams and hopes now dropping
Like a baby a dying child


6. POINT-BLANK

Alone in this void,
Will leaves fall forever
Covering the ashes ?

Like wood turned to pyre,
A scar of remembrance,
Now and forever.

Now and forever…

Those leaden skies are mine,
Of grey paint my soul.
Inside something’s burning

Are wounds caused by words ?
Are bullets made from deeds ?
Torn flesh anyway.

Concealed is my life, lying in this grave.
A sleep in oblivion, dreaming the release.

Now and forever…

What comes from this plight
Is doubt and mistrust
And the ashes of mine.


7. I FEEL

I am retrieving sadness from fears
To lime again these walls in my chest
Dripping all my feelings through this aerial breach
All this blue imbues my hands

Now I’m a scratch in black and white

Feckless and numb I am sitting here, within my dreams
Heedless and dumb I am longing for your pale mirage

I am staring at the shaft dug into my pain
I can see the place where my poetries born

Feckless and numb I am sitting here, within my dreams
Heedless and dumb I am longing for your pale mirage

I feel like dying
In myself


8. THIS BUBBLE I'M FLOATING IN

…and still I found myself here,
Rolling my everyday private rock towards my ordinary muddy hill.
Sharing my thoughts with a lonely tree
Grazing my shadows and choking my will,
My feelings like bubbles in someone else’s hands
Just like this bubble I’m floating in.


9. A PASSAGE

Just a new day in this pale weary cage
Shaped as a stage where we all drolly play.

Here ten years are just a moment,
What do now ten years mean?
Just like those afternoons that never slip away.

Sunsets and dreams they all fade while we wait,
Wait for the day to be fooled once again.