Carnival – Novembre

Carnival

Slowly gliding down through
the bottle that seems to have no end
Sweet is the falling in those bubbles and colours
When you leave nothing
you care about behind

When the state of mind is drowning
and all the world is drunk
The reads I walk are even sadder than ever
Every word has a reason
and every line has a rhyme
All the things which used to be dark
are suddenly clear

All that broken glass on my hand
to spill all the inferno I feel
All the thorns of my crown to fill you
with the blood you deserve

All the tears I mixed with wine
are tastier than your fading lips
And the mud in which I crawled
is warmer than your melting kiss

And the lights that other eyes
brought to me couldn’t light
all the darkness you breed
Oh rain which fall down on me,
lift me away from this place without dream