Sketchs

Paranoia her second name
She bring the glory she bring the fame
For her I softly quiet and tame
She no have age, and we the same

I to learn myself and I spend my time
And the my existence it is not a crime

Only you determine your behavior
Only mind and knowledge your savior

My will make psicho kinetic translation
Alike a daily mind speculation

Estimation of martyrdom
Just heritage of ignorance
Cruelty and boredom
For any degradation best insurance

A tyrants use theyr sceptics
For not to see their sepsis

I stolen flask in me invisible dust
I appear by help of amorality
But it is one way to embodied in present reality

Lighting from your eyes
Prevent any crimes
Every step upon stage
To print the foot of sage
The song of your awesome sound
To spread love all around
The minds and souls your area
I;am just a piece of your idea
In you I can to find myself
And I esteem wisdom not for wealth
One day your sound waves
To show for little me new ways

Life with humans life in words
For get amusements in all sorts

Again new city again new places
Beneath your stage so many faces
This music set those peoples free
This sound is best they all agree 

Some sympathy, some courtesy and some tasete
Its stones upon which my life is to based

Why want live long if you can to live forever?
The circle is closed in eternal endeavor
For our existence ancestors make sex
Now we must to do in it more circumspects
Temptation of love does not disappear
Its only direction where are we to steer

Society machine to create my soul
Give me to knowledge where my goal
My sex secrets behind apprehension

When Rolling Stones to play and sing
They for maker to send the link

The power of reproduction
Force of havens for multiplying
In nature this constitution
Not give for spices a chance to dying


Help in distress is yours profession
Your music is pray, big soul confession
For me your art have blue impression
When love of souls to make interaction


 
Don;t ask me about our fate
It is unknown by any rate.
But you know what we all have one gate.
Even thinking about it sharp like a blade.

I hear exclamation
What I need the approbation
For accepting fact of masturbation
It so sweet to use
But if you talk about it you so confuse
Only one girl answer for me is stabile
During many ears it is only exile
To be a kind and to love the world
And your beauty soul not belong for sold
Iam action-antenna what to percept the life
I love the piece iam against strife
I so long time no see my baby
And i absorb my blues in teenage ears
And I dream someday to be a happy, maybe
I one from many little gears

The perents dream about perfect kids
But touse know better what to do
And don’t know there limit of their speeds

Se  siente que es la muerta
Se hace todos ti suerte

He who spend his life like vegetable
For devourt just only able
Because not sustainable
For actions not suitable

He who to twist the game
And to lost the frame
Because want to reach the fame
Lost personality and name
 

Then you to twist your eyes or head
You recognize what good what bed
Among the objects what you to percept
Mind work to hold you in one connect


He send at me the massage but tell me why
I must to read i and get reply
 
I too poor for by the ticket to the trine
I stay on the station under rain

Little toddler sleep in the cradle
New worked being in the stable

We in sway what impossible to avoid
And from within totally to employed



No tragedy
We in comedy but laugh trought tears
In my gravity
You is tree of love what to cover;d with sapphires

In my lonely room don;t want give bride
To touch the girl? To have the bribe.
Want to waite you till my end
With you all time what have to spend