Hate Net on Broken Heart

Days of sun sway from past like silently waves slowly

Unable to smile at new mourning, unable to find pleasure in a little things

Uncapable to recognize the wings of loyalty

Happy when I savour bitter drops of someone under tongue

When I see minor demon eating everything, always

I have to obey not to vomit. trouble by the light on face

I've forgot who I was, forgot what heart wrote about joy

Everytime I try to escape the net tights me, and dribble drips on the floor

Meridians, coordinates of life

Meridians, close to me a safe place

The flies that coming here will be a supreme meal

Oh, hatenet wire..

Needle to roar, to love the hate again

Binded and bedridden at the noose. hear my voice in a solitary hours

Like a spider I move back over wall, behind the door my screamed name

But staying here I can hurl desperation, icons of time that are repeating

Grating hard rust on skin

Nimbly with eight legs, weave hatenet around room; trapped among wires

Oh, meridians...