Oh, my darling sunshine –
a positive spark that is a bit awkward and shy
because the inner side is as dark
as the facade is bright
and cutting the shit with an axe
clean from those lying, cheating shoulders
is really a way to go but no!
Oh, my darling hell’s shrine –
the filthy swamp that is a bit out and unstable
because none were truly able
to protect your only spark
thus, you gathered the wickedness
to guard the innocence
it was a way to go but no!
The life is a constructive illusion
of the imaginative mind
and mine was not kind
searching for the trials and pain
convinced that happiness could be gained
only through great suffering – no!
I don’t concur any more but while the idea is buffering
My dearest swamp, I’ll smear you along the lines
your sacrifice won’t stay unacknowledged
I assure you, I will leave you the sunshine
since its not really mine
I was born in between
and as I predicted I will make an incredible scene
of the life that will not be brushed off
nor forgotten –
I am alive! I won’t wait nor regret
Fates own me a debt
and I am ready to collect.