Vermones - Alternative Reality

Please tell me what you love the most
Under the pressure of all whispering ghosts
Our poisoned hearts are
Breaking through the dark
To unify lying down under the unnamed stars.
Nothing seems to be real anymore
Even Rose is not a rose is not a rose is not a rose
But there’s no need to be worried
Everything’s under control
There’s no need to be worried at all.

There was no one to give me
Speech hearing and sight
I lost my way in one body
In other body I drowned
Then with no warning I left my desire for good
And my healing wounds are
Painfully opened again.
Once I met my love
Somewhere on the other side
But all tranquility with moths of joy
Disappeared into the night.

My dear, remember me when I’m gone
It was too hard to carry on
Santa Muerte can be sweet and kind to all
I heard them say, “we go down to our home”.

I hope you’ll find me someday
(Somewhere in a “place of the misty sky”)
In wrong directions floating in the air
(Reaching for a “place of the misty sky”)
I hope you’ll hear whisper again
(Coming from a “place of the misty sky”)
When rocket of hope lights the eternal flame.

The final cut is coming
(It’s coming for fuck’s sake!)

The final cut is coming amid perverse reactions.

Birds will sing the right meanings
With the morning.