Palliative Theories

The neon alight preaches the night

The daily noise loses the battle with silence again

On the DEATHBED there remains little

But tears, memories relieving the PAIN

The images of dying are taboo

So unlike, forlorn... individual

DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING

'till someone comes to help

DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING

'till someone tells its tale

Devastating void, from reproaches a bridge

To the solitude of the remaining time of the earthly path

Never enough help for the isolated dying

No will left to live in seclusion's aftermath

DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING

'till someone comes to help

DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING

'till someone tells its tale

One cannot describe it in word

So i let the conscience burn

And as I see you dying clearly

I'll write a song from the tunes of life

The images of dying are taboo

So unlike, forlorn... individual

Wolves are still around, lenty of dead tolls...

Why no one is fighting those beasts?

Your life is a flame dissipated forever

Broken breath in wind like severed waves

DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING

'till someone comes to help

DEATH IMAGE IS HAUNTING

'till someone tells its tale

All on the same boat

Where each will wait his hour

Will our eyes ever meet again?

Only murk remains and we'll be dead

To become THE ASSASIN OF PALLIATIVE THEORIES