Riding Dead Horses Is a Fucking Curse

Do you see the mines Paving the way? I Avoid them Resisting the force pulling me Down Rip the noose Regain strength Again and again Where is the justice? When I – Awaken, I Dream When I sleep, I´m alive Hiding in the world Giving me warmth The rising sun stings me like a Smoldering Knife Bringing me back into this much to Earthy world Where are the colors? Where is time´s pulse? Putting an end to all this.