Thought provoking emotions
of a disturbed mind
expressing life`s real
depth
looking into the mirror
a drab reflection of
an already dead corpse
desperation never sets
in escapism through illusion
A mirage in the desert
ripe with fruit
fluid but not liquid
a gentle movement of a spirit possessed
and its leading to nowhere
blind devotion to a
certain idol
where`s the challenge?,
where`s the dream?
one true certainty
There`s no tomorrow!
Words: Willy (1997)
Music : NORM REJECTION