Rushed hairs
Velvet paradise
Menus of caprices
Stop requests
Shattering lives with a saw of ice
Resting fears patiently
Ridden by bottled symptoms
I will hold your crystal tears
In these hands of sin
Betting lights
Erosive walks
False sleep
Collapsing words as falling leafs
Glittering ashes as ink stains
Digesting time
I will hold your crystal tears
In these hands of sin
Pocketless veins
Awakening yawns
Wondering certainties
Raving silence in an empty scream
An emancipation of a pure thought
Hiding anger in a mother’s womb
I will hold your crystal tears
In these hands of sin
Healing veins
Absorbing raptures
Ageing beat
Enquiring naivety in a cue of time
Requesting change for a priceless vision
Digging excuses for a murderous act
I will hold your crystal tears
In these hands of sin
