Dispersion

Hole
state of mind
I had a starting point but i can't find it now

Wall
tightening up
pemanent pressure in air growing heavier

Dream
enormous space
every kind of madness gains friendly face

Blood
I feel it's warm
In hardest moments that's all I want

ref.
And when my soul
Will give out just that one last scream
And when my will
May finally manage to be free
and feeling numb
Will slowly flow down on my skin
I'll left it all
and bury it under old tree


Words
the media noise
voracious prophet with the toxic voice

Screen
the mind regime
disinformation in between

Clock
I hate it's sound
everything around is soaking with lost time

Here
I want to stop
day after day looking into pleasant space


ref.
And when my soul
Will give out just that one last scream
And when my will
May finally manage to be free
and feeling numb
Will slowly flow down on my skin
I'll left it all
and bury it under old tree