Sylicon Knives

I’m wounded by sylicon knives
while watching egg-like eyes
exploding in dirty white
new eyes givin’ a burning dye
I’m wounded by sylicon knives
and tasting the biterness of shame
Alone between those whispering walls
I spread my icon everywhere

I let it unprotected
exposed to the violence
of the thousand shapes around
They wound it with no sound

Discovering new ways of self-destruction
totally unconsciously
all my friends are dressed in white
all my sons are sylicon knives

Breathing contraddiction
lookin’ this moony day, this sunny night
all those weeps, they’re all lies
all their sons are sylicon knives
‘tween iron blocks, a piece of glass
torn by life, without a past
all my friends are shaped by shame
all my friends are sylicon made

I feel so unprotected
exposed to the intemperies
of the weather all around
i’m choking with no sound

Discovering new ways of self-destruction
totally unconsciously
all my friends are dressed in white
all my sons are sylicon knives
Discovering new ways of self-destruction
totally unconsciously
all my friends are dressed in white
all my sons are sylicon knives

My shiny blood calls the wolves of sin…
They are still hungry of me…

I am unprotected
exposed to the violence
of the thousand shapes around
i’m bleeding with no sound

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