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letra de dracula’s epistle - part. i - the poem - this is køz

[verse 1]
in the shadows of the night, while i’m stepping on concrete
for all deceased, i’m sorry, ’cause you probably won’t rest
from now on – it goes insane, it’s a little thing to say
with all these characters around, f-ck them, they’re calling out my name
they’re cursing on my way and a curse getting this pain
while i explain to tell what’s going on and it’s in vain
can i complain?
they keep confessing on some sh-ts
like i’m part of loosely skits, burning nerves – the third degree
i got more stains than goods achieved, my good achievemеnts cut from list
enlisting terrors in my dreams, invoking nightmares, it’s a risk
i’m losing it, i’m cold likе minsk in winter time, a broken disk
am i deceased?
i don’t think so, b-tch, i’m here
i won’t leave even if the end is near and it’s like poking the bear
since i keep the heat inside and let the peace outside, my fear
is that you won’t be able to see the light with all the sh-t you store, my dear
the lions on attack but all i notice is some deer
while your expectations would be melting in surreal
if you won’t shed a tear
for all the sins which has been made
i can’t really complain since it’s not my life and not my business to handle your pain
but don’t forget – the clock is ticking and the struggle’s hinting
to what’s unavoidable so one day you would hit your deck like the titanic
and you would crack your record deck and break your neck
a mess
now tell me i am wrong and twist your hands like in assault
’cause i am done with all the wars, if won’t find peace then you are lost
learn to respect, learn to progress and fill the rest
with the candies left, light the candles path
and paddle to a sweeter land
[verse 2]
as you used to, you used me to
clear your innocent surface and to push me to
edges, true – and to feel shards i’m going through
then to ask me to – or not – if i am feeling good
am i good enough to talk to you because it’s been years
of mental breaking, it’s a chaos so let me finish my beer
using it to speak some facts and let path to repair
all the garbage since i decided to move on and to get myself something that’s fair
so beware, the soft kittens are biting back, a thing i saw
they’d scratch my jaw with bunch of lies
i’d love to live my life
to lay down for a single moment and to admit that i am fine
the nature’s giving me some signs to get my ass back to my work
i tend to neglect, so i’m sorry for not focusing on my framework
i want to be a dev but not an ill one, while i’m mastering new sh-t
through my music and the scripts, so i imagine arts
picking digits like in darts to make it look good into charts
my favorite part is working smart, to have my set ready for start
but it’s still a huge hole in my heart, can’t let it apart
my vision is somehow abstract with clowns who are laughing in bazaar
with hearts of rock, and a little evil creature who’s on top
having creeps from blood after being intolerant to super saiyan
influencing the world like satan which seems like it’s his plan
of course the h-ll of living beside demons, they’d blow my ideas like a fan
and replace them with cute packaging while looking like mannequins
and i feel like scott adkins behind bars, boyka and his fists – a loud alarm
but for sure i know that what i’m writing’s not a psalm
perhaps you’d lift your standards up long before you’d hit the bottom
and you would laugh at me thinking how much did i rush to hollow
like i am talking to some walls, imagining some enemies
standing up and moving outrageously so i’d be dropping the hennessy
however i’d prefer my rum around, thinking a bit aloud
are you allowing me to feel myself proud
because the weather’s cloudy so i’m about
to turn the thunder to a sound while you’d be my crowd in underground

- this is koz

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