Tombstone

We are alone and fierce
Between two walls of an empty room
I don't know what happened
But we don't feel, don't feel our soul
Snarling wolves celebrating
Greedy, hungry for emptiness
Sickness from my dried pores
Indifference: my fear
Latest entries from the heart
Between cold of concrete walls
Only names in rock
Pile of tomb in soil

Thrill of the heart
It's echo now
Pile of bones
Around and underground

Crisis in our perfect deserts, mystification
They sell anything
And above all fake joy
We seek garantees, in usurers' hypocrisy
Rivers like dirty skies and arms full of pain

Thrill of the heart
It's echo now
Pile of bones
Around and underground

Blinded wolves celebrating
But now nothing worh
No trace of their hearts
Indifference is all
Symbolic essence lost
As far as the eye can see
Only thousand tombs
Just the time to spend our god

Thrill of the heart
It's echo now
Pile of bones
Around and underground



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Azzirri
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