In The Garden Of My Arms

There's a bird sited on the source
of that mirror
There's a heart too tired of being
smashed against the window
of the shame
And if now it exploded
in a million of pieces
no one would care at all about it

When that source get dry,
when the heart stop crying,
when the mind drop in

When every little thing
become a little wing
and go away with the wind

Then beyond my eyes you'll
can see a kind of world inside of me
and will fall in it…

To the empty of the universe
to the clearly of my suggest,

From
now to forever
and will be mine…

I am like that spider web that
paralyses you
I arrest and then I suck
All over you body and
'till I haven't absorbed
all of your brain

I will not stop,
I'll have no pain!

Dream, my little baby
Go on your nightmares
I'll always lie beside you
I'll always be taking care

Sweet child, I've told you
The life is more than that
You must wake up, you need beware
To all the problems it will to send…