alien (nation)

alienating myself

 from what future corpse 

i might be

fleeing myself 

from a masochistic murder 

of the self 

all wicked nature of men - now defying the being

Into restless places

places unseen

where you once reborn, shredding the skin

as old as their values, as hollow as their faces

no valuable lightness 

is here to bare

no truth seems now to be 

at our pace

seven folded tales

of the untold dream 

now revealed

torments are great, where faith and order fades

the prayers unreal, 

the lending hand that never feels

furthermore, in devil's lore 

they may claim 

that the romance is new

but our hurling flame 

is ancient

hunger that blows

to where you stood in shame, faced 

with impossible yearnings

a love above

 standing 

like fireflies 

that at night burns

showing us 

the way 

to a freedom once corrupted

shortage in native soils,

riddles 

of vast blue horizons 

binding us still

through all this sundown pleasures 

that comes and goes 

everyday 

only to unravel this race

it's the only true inspiration

the natural connection 

you have 

for now 

in all it's might

perform the play 

you' re alive 

greeting hours 

from the horizons

through a limbo  

that marked the flesh

out of space 

haunted by delight 

restlessly we aspire  

to go now

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