Textures Of Delight

From the cosmic swarm of cryptic movements
it sounds like a weird call, the melody: no sense at all !
I’m the creator of a drug and I pledge nothing !!!
But the nothing corrodes me !!!
When does the skin will be liquefied ?
When can I sleep with my bones in ecstasy ?
And I? Am I the result of logarithms?
I’m the sacrilege, the fear, the words I can’t hide
the hope for a future without blood that draw my jitters!
When the flesh will conjure decisions?
Embrace, corrupt and follow blood, infected …
Just another chapter to erase me with …
Texture of delight, conform to my own mind…
Just another chapter to erase me …
Little pressure on these hands with the fear I cannot hide…
Another loss for my behaviour and you erase me with …
Texture of delight…conform to my own mind…
Overthrowing stability – is my reactor
and the light energize these fingers.
With your strength save my weak mind
I am my worst enemy !!!
Texture of delight…conform to my own mind …
Just another texture of delight,
conform to my own mind …
Chapter to erase me …
Little pressure on these hands with the fear I cannot hide …
Another loss for my behaviour and you erase me with …
Texture of delight… conform to my own MIND …