Carbon Phrases - Alkaloid

Thoughts are slowly moving on

Unseen where they‘re coming from

In disguise feelings‘ tension moves

Strings to be pulled by intuition

Changing words takes precious time

Until great sense and suspense find in line

To be perfect

Be the architect

To protect your realm of dreams

I am condemned to see things in youth

Kindness as matter, conceiving the truth

Like a spider in its web I‘m waiting for a muse

A kiss to be abused

So call me, reason, tell me your name!

Set me out of my mind!

Foresee the treason combining each frame

Shaping the perfect design

Find me all season cold in my grave

I am the father of time

Feed the horror that keep my veins alive

To unwind the perfect line

And once you feed the fire

My will is set ablaze

Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness

Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees

Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand

Carbon phrases take all their ways to find you

A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart

Carbon lines fill space to create the perfect stream

The Poet‘s dreams are fl owing in it, incomplete

So call me, reason, tell me your name!

For I‘m the father of time

Find me all season cold in my grave

Setting my mind to unwind the perfect line

My creation

Through you my youth unholds its fire

Ideas reveal in semantic spirals, concealed

You can read between the lines

What you‘ll find is grace

At the bottom of humankind

And once you feed the fire

My will is set ablaze

Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness

Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees

Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand

Feed the fire

My will‘s set ablaze

Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness

Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees

Pulls me down with her hand, makes me understand

Carbon phrases take all their ways to fi nd you

A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart

Carbon lines fi ll space to create the perfect stream

The Poet‘s dreams are flowing in it, incomplete

Creating you…