Acheode

When you’re alone and death is our only friend,
When the horizon is dark
And no light is shed on it
When you shake hands with death
Cause she’s your only friend
And destiny is made of all your wrong choices

When it is always and only you,
When selfishness hides your hands
And hands that are reached out to
You are too far
Because you can only escape

When you’re under a bridge,
The river wetting you and you freeze,
Evil-smelling rates surround you
You can feel them breath

When you see nothing but clouds up there,
Dark clouds drying strengths out of you
Impenetrable curtains hiding the sun
And you are so tired of his beams;
When infernal pain makes your day

When you’re drowning in shit
And there are no hands, no grips,
Only your selfishness
But it’s heavier than a rock and drags you down.
When you’re drowning in shit
And there are no hands, no grips,
Only your selfishness
But it’s heavier than a rock and drags you down.

You’re alone as you wanted to be,
Your fear and your hypocrisy made you poor
And you leaned on death and on the evil.
Crawling worms inside you feed the fetus
Who spiteful grows and devour your conscience.

Heavy fetus devoted to total unease
Fetus fed with your shit and your pride
Fetus needing you – but you don’t need him
Worm-shaped coward fetus who loves your sickness

Worm-shaped coward fetus who loves your sickness
Fetus!

When you’re drowning in shit
And there are no hands, no grips,
Only your selfishness
But it’s heavier than a rock and drags you down.
When you’re drowning in shit
And there are no hands, no grips,
Only your selfishness
But it’s heavier than a rock and drags you down.