Testi:
Consider The Thief

I'll self-destruct With and entity in me that Fails and corrupts. Like cryptic codes and cancer I'll Cauterize, so I can trade flesh and blood For a

Hold and listen, Something is missing from the celluloid; Where actors, permissive, Hold their positions in pixels to blur the lines between The real

I am the fleeting fear to swim that brings you back to shore The hopes that hold you by the anchor, The unmanageable sum of days that never come, The

A fear forms I cannot name pulsing in waves of sine, in gaunt rooms, in pallid light and flatlines In faith I drank as from a spring, yet a bane makes

I was seen in stars and sky Whether plated in flesh or gold I am the same as your parents hold, who borrowed sticks and stones, and abandoned heaven'

I woke from underneath the signs of a plan surreal, but spoke, Lord, surely I will die with no strength or steel but by brass, I will make their towers

Young Man, Please take the stands, Don't still your tongue, For those you talk to try to sell you out. Young Man, Please understand, On heads of martyrs

O my son, it seems years since you leave me To take up the staff and set out to your journey O my son, when the road has you weary, May all of its sins

Our eyes have plans to undress this room and erase the clues, With paper that reads like maps, and incriminates. Run your course. (Can you hear the sirens