To a moment of no chirping birds,
Trees tragically standing still.
A moment of silence in this countryside,
When the puissance is out, nobody aroused,
Sun is down, the moon intakes,
And here I stand still.

To my constant jam of death metal,
A fruitfull thought of nothingness,
A lifetime conversation with thyself,
I lay upon the hills my sweating eyes,
Hoping to see some sheep to herd,
But its only tenebrosity placidly in bed.

Greetings to you my true goddess,
My lovely rut of introvertion in bed.
A solitary life I burned-out to its fullest,
She did her best watering it with tears.
Tears of joy and despair at the same time.
But they weren't enough.

My love, everyday is our anniversary,
Remember, we met in my isolation from slavery,
I was out for a moment, I didn't betoken to be happy,
I'll stay inside with you, I know you miss me,
Please don't lock me out, I know you're angry,
Open up! You know we should die together.


Knock knock knock Mrs Nobody,
You needed a bucket to kick, I'm here.
You'll give me your feet to kiss, then hang.
No no no don't you worry I'm here,
I'll watch you through your rabbit hole,
A rut that tickled your time and hope,
Till the moment you finally come back home.

© Lungelodube