Since I was young, I was given a sky
And a timeless immunity to bask and unfold
On a home ground of limpidity and hysteria
Even then, I could choose my kind of demons
That was when I dismissed all my witnesses
And expected to be absolved either way simply
for having a sense of myself and both feet in
For having steady hands and hot running blood
Until this day nothing has ever quenched it
I watch the sky I was given and I wonder how
many times can I rebuild it until it matches
the land I've made myself free to roam
I inhale vows and exhale shards of wish and
let them pollinate all around by anemophily
And I've always been aware of the hurricanes
caused by an unique beating of my eyelids
As someone who always made music out of the
beating of a wild yet well-intentioned heart
When so very little remains from allegiances
And no breeze wields the scent of memories
I throw my hair back to gracefully adorn
the toilsome burden of freedom as I hear the
old voices of the world singing quando men vo
In a reverie, I have no beginning or ending
No reason, no right, no dark and no light
So take your draught years and stale faith
And place them on who'll honor the loss of
salvation to adopt the rules of decay
Because I live beyond anything accomplished

Toxin

Here to testify the scar and the light
And the taste of all your broken vows
Cause the only word you know is flesh
You know the sin, but don't know me
Though you see me in its peak in a kiss
Before you sink down your teeth

Lose control
From power 'til scarcity there's a lot
you need to know
No one will hold you if you hear me
calling you now
To break down and break through a
whole new doctrine
And let toxins all over you

So much power given to undefine
What silence never could have killed
Or anything that could belie your grace
Yes, I came to see your faith implode
And winds blow when the souls fade
In blood, poison, scent and die away

I see you on your knees
Starving for the unholy
Too scare for the feast

There's a solution in second circle of hell
Where we are no longer humans, only our wish
They say there's a life after the mislead
of the hearts that beaten faster than light
A promise was broken and they heard the crack
We've made music and wine and love out of it
We've laughed in the face of the blindest sky
We've raise our spirits as if it were the
ressurrection day and, yes, we thought it was
The days and the urges that evens all queens
and kings to knights and murderes and poets
And, if we believe even in the littlest sense
of justice, it might eventually come for us too
But, my dear, as a woman I was taught to see
Satan's face in the smallest mirrors and hear
Satan's voice in the shortest of speeches
We are so far and so pure, I can hardly see
anything from this twisty side of the line
Even though we're so far in we cannot wash off
our hands or our mouths even if we wanted to
Maybe the beast is just ourselves in the crude
dawn when we thought heaven has fallen apart
When all we've done was hold it together with
our tight hands, strong arms and wrapped legs
If the gods haven't heard our passionate hymns
then it's not our fault the gods might be dead
Meanwhile, we rejoice in a single hot-tempered
skin that soon shall be refreshed by the winds