Rain of Thoughts

Don't you feel that I shiver

Under your glazed look

It's getting cold here

Even for the words

That are emerging from your mouth

When your tongue stabs like a dagger my ears are Bleeding to death

As the devil wants me to choose the bad ones

Meanwhile the littel white winged man stays dumb

The raindrops falling down

I try to catch them with my hands

Thoughts - one by one spinning into my head

How long can I take this confusion

When I see you in a haze of fury

How long can I suffer

When I see you in a haze of fury