subway night

Neon lights of subway lead me to the end
Everything and nothing roll around the bed,
Thursday was believing in and out the land,
Saturday predicted blood above  my hand.
God leaves me insomniac streetlamp shining blind,
Morning's not more obvious than a greedy night,
Birth of world was accident in the glory's dream,
Every day seems(that)someone is not what he sees.

If I'm looking towards future's darken hole,
I find myself lying near the preacher's door.
What if in the God's house there is no more God,
What if all the hours are the present stop,
Everything and nothing doesn't mean at all,
If we all are standing facing bloody wall,
Keep your secrets at home, don't let anyone in,
Don't tell your sins to pope, find a knoll of green,


Say that every streetlamp is a fire of yours,
Every shining black hole is a hero's course.
Pray to your attention, ask your wife to cry
For your soul reversion, for you to remind
Everything you've loved and nothing that you hate,
Nothing of your madness, everything you've made,
Leave to me your sorrows, leave to me your pain,
Leave to me your promise, leave it to remain.