analog lives

unwise trails drift helpless characters...
tired eyes fear from the same scene
as if a mean forest of weird nature
inverting my fiery desolate spirit

less power, itensive lactics on the skin
bond the glucoses of my total energy
i resign these all...i'm the only weak
tell me a sense to feel this unknown

losing fresh consciousness, poor insanity
i just tried that life again...

dripping in a world of pale grey futures
all the graces are my unfortune indicators
what an analog life this is...
i compared, have myself down to the grond
who will gather my shattered reality

under control my neurotic thoughts
can't be an ordinary page of time

as the tides of inexplicible motion surround
all elements became more routine
i guess life is not so easy to understand
to provide more complex questions in mind
i just tried that life again...

this traumatic thoughts granted an utopia
out of that analog life, sheer abstraction
clasp in my head in the name of perfection
i knew the dreamers should never be;
can never be an ordinary page...
so i tried that life again...