Obvious

Smoke and water in the electric streets
The umbrellas blow your mind.
Mutant skin sticks to sodden sky
The snake wont bite you because it has lost its eye
Shed its scales in dystopia
Puddles piss pools of stars.
The money doesn't matter anymore
The vision is counting down
The yellow mackintosh absorbing air.
Guns blow holes in your heart
The doll feels everything.

Research takes you to some wonderful places

The dance starts at 1.45
The movement is stunning.
In my mind I can see it going somewhere with emotion.

I just love to think that this boy chose to do this. Chose to take something so beautiful.
Somewhere in the world there are people thinking the same as you with the same dreams. The same love and strong passion.

The rapture

Engulfed in blood thirsty painting
The end is the beginning
Red fire  and gold stars are the start of the s.eduction.
We didn't believe and we still aren't going to.
Ancinet myth means nothing in  this modern lost world.
Time is just a measurement,
Where is the consistency in that?
The scale is no longer important.

Pheonix born again in flames.
This is life.
I am not sitting waiting for stopping or dreading my own destiny.
Whether written or unwritten our fate is lost in the folds of the universe.
Our hands don't belong on the decision,
They never will but that doesn't stop us from choosing which direction to breathe.
Wasting my youth is your needing..
My wildness my heartbeat!
Mistakes just actions and I can't choose to regret when the future looks fucked.
Not that I believe.
What's the point?
That is a joke.

We want to live forever and we will.
At least in fairytales.