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The Croweater
05:24
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I ate a crow today
I gnawed the black and
Swallowed darkness
As flesh was dripping from my teeth
Bones stabbing my throat
Feeble caws could still be heard
But no one cared
I shall not care
All human eyes turn away
As I suffocate
I ate a crow today
Devoured it as dawn
With nightmares
As its flight died in my chest
Clouds of blood gathered
In the ashen skies
But no one cared
I shall not care
All human mouths spit on me
As I suffocate
I ate a crow today
But no one cared
I shall not care
All humans just walk away
As I suffocate
I ate a crow today
Or maybe it was my own heart
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The moon dresses my view
With the scary shape of my memories
Reflections rise from the glasses
Too many glasses
And when I walk down the streets
My spirit sets this city on fire
As the last cigarette burns
I’m engulfed by the flames
Of a thousand worlds ablaze
As I walk in empty bowels
Of the rotten carcass they call Lambrate
My arms are dying trees
My feet are puddle of pitch
And lost is the sense of direction
In a dislocated dimension
In a displaced construction
Set deep in the darkest heart of the devil
As I walk in empty bowels
Of the rotten carcass they call Lambrate
My arms are dying trees
My feet are puddle of pitch
And lost is the sense of direction
In a dislocated dimension
In a displaced construction
Set deep in the darkest heart of the devil
The moon dresses my view
With the scary shape of my memories
Reflections rise from the glasses
Too many glasses
And when I walk down the streets
My spirit sets this city on fire
As the last cigarette burns
I’m engulfed by the flames
Of a thousand worlds ablaze
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Petrichor Blues
05:52
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I lay on wet asphalt
Inhale the night
And wait
As silence grows
The waning moon
Infuses my flesh
This road is mine
For no one walks
Towards the end
With stillness and pride
The touch of holiness
From down below
The smell of life
Left to decompose
The tale of my nocturnal fate
Shall permeate this earth
For centuries
Far from humanity
One with the soil
Absorbed by earth
My body is mud
This crown is mine
For none to touch
I hold the end
In my embrace
The clutch of purity
Let go of me
The stench of creatures
Left to decompose
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HOld Inside Productions Milano, Italy
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