life, however short it is, a mystery
in the gates of the mouth of hell
i am not judged
but by one.
waves flowing through the distant memory
slowly filling up the holes you create
i am not judged
but by one.
four more steps down the line
i am going to fall into it
i am not judged
but by one.
one memory of yours and mine
taken and twisted beyond
i am not judged
but by one.
sometimes things go to waste
so do we all in the circle
i am not judged
but by one.
in the end i am ready to go
in the end you are ready to go
i am not judged
but by one.
Sometimes things happen that I cannot stop.
My mind is no longer mine when it happens.
I am not judged,
but by one.
softly spoken words for a whole audience
telling them all to drown
i am not judged
but by one.
four four four four
four four four four
i am not judged
but by one.
changed by the constant draft of cold air
taking a step out of line
i am not judged
but by one.
some people don't think it's too good
others think i'm a god
i am not judged
but by one.
i wish that i could part from being my own everything
but i have already succumbed with that thought
i am not judged
but by one.
CZYTASZ
Follow Me
Horrorthis was more of an experimental work -- the predicate upon which the more current work is being produced. I hope that when the time comes for a new work you all will enjoy it. Thank you for reading.
