Pride & Shadows -

I feel your shadow, every night… how long

Pride wipes like straw, what can I say?

…well I don’t know

Feel hot — anger now, man, in a while I know I will… melt down in snow

This weeping willow is made of lightning, it’s made of stone

Hit me!

Meanwhile…

I will use my blood to paint these walls, so they won’t… scare me!

Shadows…

threading whispers all along my soul

Wake up, in the morning with this strange ache in my hand, I bet some of you

understand

It rings my bone just like an answer, but do I wanna know… who I really am?

Grief leaves, yes, but pain will remain inside at least for a while,

I do not care, because…

What does not kill me, just make me… you know… stronger!

Hit me!

Meanwhile…

I will use my blood to paint these walls, so they won’t scare me!

Shadows…

low-riding with guns and jewels along the poor streets… of my town!

Seems like I will not get rid of this ruthless… shadows…

threading icky facts along my soul