Tonight's escort is

What is that who keep me inside
do i have to blame my creators
do i have to assume all those blindfolders
killers without knowing words of a killer
or do i have to stand still
and wait some more to take
finally madness reap in my fudgened heart


I wanna eat your brain
i wanna shut your fucking mouth
there is no need to speak
language is only tool for biggest wish of mankind
biggest wish of mankind
trust or die

Within the eyes following near you
within the fear that they might come and take our dignity
within the eyes staring right at you
you don't feel hate
you don't feel you're alive
is there such a more feelings
or am i so fucking stupid that i believe my feelings
not a fucking outsiders
there is only me and my followers
fuck the rest

Take me yours mighty control
drive me into Savior
make me do those things i may attend to regret later
but don't say you ever come back
i trust you with my hole sense
O my followers
i lay upon all of you

You're result of this horrible race life
everybody needs them delusion
everybody needs something to believe
something to never leaving

Can we say others are more what they seems to be
to us
they are less
they are air we breath
they are result of our head
nothing more
and i try so hard to trust
within the thought that there would be something immortal

Do we have to believe that there is the immortal?
that we can love it with your weary hearts
is that what they say when they speak truly love?
is they the followers?