i hold the life, i hold the fear
and i clap my hands,
life becomes the life of fear,
fear becomes the fear of life
i grab the love, i grab the hate
hands clap again,
my love to hate is born,
hate to love becomes it’s brother
i take sexuality and i take desire
hand fly together
all i get is a desires of sexuality
and sexuality that is not desired at all.
feel on my palm, second palm has think,
clap, clap the hands
i’m left with thinking about my feelings
and I feel it might kill me, i think
the silence in one, the talks in other hand
they meet in the big clap,
now the silent talks rule the world
of the talks which break the silence.
talk on right, will on the left
bang to each other,
baby will to do the right
shouting the right to loose my will.
smile on the fly, cry pouring towards
wet fatal clasp.
this smile is crying for help
and the cries in faked smiles.
ME i got and ME i got again,
bang-bang the eternal one.
the mess in personality, persists
cleaning still suspended, fuck the notice.
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