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un cuore eccessivamente spontaneo
che sente tutto ciò che sogno come se fosse reale;
che accompagna col piede la melodia
delle canzoni che il mio pensiero canta,
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"

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- We’re going nowhere...All the way to nowhere –



"Forse sono l’uomo con le leggendarie quattro mani
Per toccare, per curare, implorare e strangolare.
Ma io non so chi sono,
e tu ancora non sai chi sono..."

F. R.

martedì 24 aprile 2012

Complex shapes

A L G O L



"The violating colors
imagined, non existent
Still so vivid in memories of dreams



The shapes of unreality
nonsensical geometry
No trace of logics
lies for the feebleminded



Justifications for my mind
Representation of this possible demise



These are my dreams…won’t you come in?
And see the lies within, the lies within
It’s all my world
it’s my reality
And in this realm I reign supreme



This is the end
and the beginning of it all
Why don’t you listen to me?



Dreams into dreams
lies to a liar
Negation of desires
my desires



Inside’s my world
outside is reality
And everything that I don’t want to be



Dreams…or demise
Dreams…or demise
Dreams…"


(Algol – Dreams or demise)



“Empathy’s the
law, the false behind the scene
Crumbled temples of the conscience
Maya masks the only path
Truth demised by silent pact



Disingenuousness, this illusion
Clads reality all over you
Mind the filth of mankind
Lay on lies, the line of life



Catch a sight through the pit of lies
The crawling demon is you
not one fucking truth
Staunchly you spit your “true” word
This primal mistake is your own



No way to see it
No way to realize
Appetite drives you
Along with desire


 
Facts without acts are the staging of this life, now
set your own language solution comprehensive to
man-kind this falsehood, pollution, illusion
this life, like a mere game of chess, is a mindfield



Catch a sight through this pit of lies
The crawling demon is you
Not one fucking truth
Staunchly you spit your “true” word
Distressing mistake is your own



Disingenuousness, this illusion
Clads reality all over you
Mind the filth of mankind
Lay on lies, the line of life

Not my fucking truth!!!



Facts without acts are the staging of this life now
set your own language solution comprehensive to
man-kind this falsehood, pollution, illusion
this life, like a mere game of chess,
a mindfield no truth till the end.”


(Algol – Noft)

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