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DIAGRAMS OF PAGAN LIFE

All you got to see, maybe also feel

You can find it getting lost freely in the night time

Like riding a horse, searching for a ghost

In a deep forest, as a mad man

And if you like to play your drama in the mooonlight

listen to the mysteries coming from the dark side

When the carpet starts to be

the grass that is on your way

move your eyes into the skies

and let your heavy head spin

Who paints the stars tonight? Who drew the wires too?

The wires that connect them all

as a wonderful, magical… let say true

Diagram of mystic, pagan life

I’m healing for the first time

and I can feel that something’s got the light

…and there’s a rule that you’re folowing

…there’s a rule that you’re following

…there’s a rule!

MY EERIE UNIVERSE

I know many people who say

That believing in something is just a thing for fools

and it’s true, any assurance is blind

If you never had questions I could think you’re obtuse

and I don’t know where to put myself

the only thing I can do…

…is trying to look at you, my eerie universe

your lights are pulling me in my ancient home

I want to live again, farther than satellites

beyond the milky way

And I know that’s a belief, but it’s full of lights in the gloom

There is no need to go to pray but

keep on researching to find out something new

thrill in the air, try to seek, but away from here

the puzzle that was made for you

It’s not easy to find a way to join any piece my friend

And I try to look to it, to my eerie universe

its lights are pulling me where i was gone

before falling down here, beyond the satellites

farther than galaxies that I’ve always travelled through

that I never took with me

Minds don’t choose the way to follow

other systems to discover

No more tears from here until the end

’cause it’s full of lights in the gloom

 

 

TO FORGET IS TO FORGIVE

Closed in a hole so pensive, lost in the doom so tried

feeding your mind with frightening news

that brings you to stay behind…

…behind the walls of heaven, building the wars of the night

feeding the fear of missing things that we always hide

I don’t remember the time that you came to me

leaving your fears behind

stealing the seeds of my madness, bringing to me the might

I’m here beside you and you are so lonely now

can you belong with me?

And you say “we cannot, we do not forget”

but forget is to just forgive

and you say “I cannot, I do not forget”

but forget is to just forgive

I’m burying my sins in the night time

I’m sipping the words of mine, sipping my story

sipping the boring fate of this grim land

So my hopes go beyond the darkness

and a notion of future too

We’re believing in something that is calling for us

to come back to the Planck time

to the Tauri

 

 

CONTEMPORARY BLANKNESS

Many theories are coming to overshadow my thought

and the choice is so wide that i can take the one I like the most

The real insights are missing…”I don’t need to research…”

what has happened it’s just a waste of time…” and “I set it, you know….”

Why compare more ideas? Why are you digging a hole?

A deep tunnel that cannot see the light on this side of the earth

Contraddictions are borning like musks on the walls

and you should have to be afraid of the salesman

that is shouting more

I learned so many things…”and “I’m ready to sail…”

in this ocean of common places, without oars, without trails

without the skills to discern, without historical roots

And if you trust everything you read what belongs to you?

Your blankness

Crazy sheep where do you want to go?

A lot of tender grass will bring you back to the flock

I know you’re tired of eating just the same, old things

this is the reason why I’ll change my way of doing

There will be so many straws to grab your will

Super tasty flour made with bone and meat

A new flock will be born and it will live in the ease

until the day it will become meat eater

and it will eat me

 

 

THE SAME OLD WAY

Can you really spend your life to live

a day like a 1000 more

like the first time, always

to repeat the same old way

And you can believe that where you live

is the best site of all

and the people that you meet, of course,

are the most sympathetic

But I don’t know, maybe I have something wrong

just here in my head that leads me to go

wherever I want, this night is here…alone

I don’t care what is the place to see

I will learn to feel the flow

and until I have energies

I will move without waiting

I would like, before the darkness,

to fill myself with madness

with smiles, kisses, red wine

and with music never played

But I don’t know, maybe I have something wrong

just here in my head that leads me to go

wherever I want, this night is here…alone

tomorrow it will be again…who knows

 

 

A DAILY LOSER

Waking up later than the people that i know

and like always I see no goals

Wandering out, trying to set up something good

but that finally I make it wrong

Taking few euros, everything that I can bet

there’s no changing, I’ll lose again

maybe is better to put all your money on me

just expecting to see me crawling

Yes, I wanted to pray, and I’m still holding on my knees

All my cries have come back to me

to pester my proven soul

I’m falling with my weight and there’s no one by my side

I’m close to going mad

A daily loser but professional like me

is forgetting how to pretend

What’s that I need everyday of my life

just a bunch of broken glasses

Sorry I’m complaining like a child who wants

to be pampered… and after all

isn’t it nice to be cynical and wise

but a fluffy man at the same time

And I’m falling with my weight, and I’m close to going mad

all my cries have come back to me to pester my proven soul

I’ve started to pray and I’m still holding on my knees

and there’s no one by my side to pester

…to pester my proven soul

 

 

A WORNOUT TOOL

Waiting for reasons, a miracle, a sizable piece of sun

who wanted this season so dark and cold

who stays here to feel alone

And there’s no time, that’s what I feel

but I know where I’m crawling, far away from here

I’m not so blind as to let it go

as to know that I’m feeling like a wornout tool

I am wondering why there is a storm in my head

making my life so full of hate

and I am asking more time to define the lines

of this terrible mercy

I may keep on doing the same old things

that’s a way to desecrate the rules

and who wants you busy, who wants you working

has to give you the sensation to be as you were loaned

as to know that I’m feeling like a wornout tool

And there’s no time, that’s what I feel

but I know where I’m crawling, far away from here

I’m not so blind as to let it go

as to know that I’m feeling like a wornout tool

I’m coming up with available options

that means I’m on my cider way

I am high, I’m trying to escape with the light of a lovely day

maybe I smoke too much and I want to make it true

My home is sick, my morning rises like the darkest noon If new days will come soon… will not be days of mine

 

 

STREAMS ON A PLAIN (Requiem for the Earth)

You had a gift, to be so kind and wild at the same time

Nobody like you wait me for so long

I was ordering myself to say “remember all the sunny days”

And I was mean, I was fool to lie to you

so many times to take you by my side…my world

I was ordering, telling you to say “…imagine all the sunny days…”

I should have gone away from you, away from us

and from dangerous games that never stopped you

but now I’m wondering before is too late

will I still see a bright day?”

What are we today? Crying doors, streams on a plain

wandering ashes of burning flames… so what are we today?

What are we today? Everything that we had to lose

Every groans that we hid in the scars

and I’m sure there’s no other way…

remember all the sunny days

I should leave your smile, I should have to get over

But I’m still struggling, I feel like never before…

And I am sallowing all, I am swallowing all

This is not the last moment, no spleen, no remorse

I am swallowing all, I am swallowing all

This is not the last time that I have to get over

This is not the last time that I have to get over