the story of blue-eyed boy

did you know..

that the boy who sold the world

had only one eye and a rusty blunt sword?

people were jealous when he had both blue eyes

so they plucked one out but he never asked why

he loved to be a woman - so he was 'she' sometimes

even if people took these acts for the crimes

once he was waiting for a message from Friend From The Past

he remembered bitterness so the joy was the last

the message could be:

All the best

eat more then less

be cute like you are

forget about bra.

so rather funny than sad

but he felt something like that:

Watch out little boy with lizard face

they use smiles to bury you in the holy place.

he started to suspect each one and everything around

of burn him alive and his ashes exterminate on the ground

everyday the mirror brought to his mind

the pain and shame which made him blind

all these thoughts were frozen and cheap - it sucks

finally he loved the attitude: head under the ax!

but my dear friend..

if you read it right now - do not delude yourself

he will give the testimony of the common wealth

the story of blue-eyed boy should be forbidden

coz it means you will be forgotten but it won't be forgiven

Sobre mi y sobre él.
Lo he sobrevalorado.

wolf!wolf!boy

fear avoided him like the plague

murder walked behind him in the dark

people used to say his yellow restless eye

could not stand those who lie

once he was a wolf!boy looking for his thing

after all he became an ugly cruel Lizard King

so he was cold like no one else

pretending he doesn't need even himself

one day he has met a little blondie girl

and he said: listen what I'm gonna tell

you pretend that you're so brave

but where's your passion you have saved?

can't you see you live alone

you're so skinny count your bones!

you are naked you are numb

all of these coz you were dumb

FOR WHAT little girl with lizard's face

you curve yourself and you like this taste?

I knew you thousand years ago

I came back to heal your janglin soul

so it means you have a choice

in this bloody world of noise

what you want? to burn up?!

or to take cold water from the tap?

today the colors are like long-forgotten thoughts inside your head

*kill Warsaw *thrill

in the world where down is up and up is a long way from here

air trambled - she twitched, woke up and lost a drop of tear

the morning coffee has been already cold

in a short time she became very old

I asked her but she could not say

when she mixed-up the way

I wanted to know what was the last thing she saved

so little blondie girl, please tell me FOR WHAT were you so brave?

she doesn't answer but instead of crying

she grit her teeth almost dying

and the red scarf around her life

will be the sharpest knife

in silence she set on fire her Empire

night-night, sleep tight..