"The sun machine
What a thing!"
I
Setting fire on the world
Such abstract funny concept
Is now setting all this neighborhood on fire
Silent night, silencing day
We're all the last ghosts of a fading light
Wind is coming to blow away of all remaining dreams... But what dreams?
They eat souls and tell us to shine
They bring storms and sell tickets like this is a show... And it is...
Voiceless cries in an angry place
Stuck in a maze called freedom
Shadows drawning in the shallow river of the current thinking depth
Whispers of ancient robots reminds us we're into something new
Like matters of life and death
Solved by keeping hope beyond what is true
Humans are funny, some went beyond
Knocked on the house of the Wise
"Who the fuck are you?"
The door slammed on their faces
What the fuck
Who the fuck
That's the fucking answer
II
There was a time humans were affraid of ghosts
Until they learned to create them
Any human fear is solved by learning after all
How many lives are now buried by enlightening ideas?
Deathmaker is singing a song
Gathering the dead who want to go home
They chase each other under the melody
And Deathmaker grant them eternal non-life
When the absurd is looking back from the mirror why do you think the sky will give you the answer?
When noises become a voice in your head you'll lose your way back
And when you lose your head to gain a way you're not going forward
Break on through to the other side sometimes means standing this ground tonight
And seeing miracles sometimes means laughing on promises that shadows dancing and freedom calls will come from rising again waiting for the silence to fall
- Just say it!
Truth through technology will change the battlefields
Cheapening weapons and saying nice words to recruits
Can gets us a world war
Truth got too lost or was found too much?
Maybe we should just stayed quiet instead of getting stuck in the mud of the road of a new Golden Age
Humanity finally coming of age would be enough Renaissance
But since we're here
Let the ashes speak
III
Flame is everywhere
In a planet inhabited by shadows
The heartbeat of this catastrophic symphony is none
The senses are numb
Meanings are dumb
Still... They defy
The secrets of words made of tears
The passions suffocated by the years
The final advent of the Lesser Lie
No soul, all ears
What will spark from the crowd?
What will spark from inside?
When both demons and angels were left behind in judgements happening everyday?
The day fades away with the way: Differe diem
Futue diem!
By the way... Raise your hands
Good! Now watch the clock rock around you
It's all around you this beautiful life
Stop! You're surrounded!
This is where the rebels assemble in line to consume the order
Free to fall, but not to break
Free to choose, but don't you hesitate
Every new freedom will be matched by a destination
No freedom will be matched by a realisation
IV
In the beggining was me and you
Life on Earth
In the end will be another us
Another life
But someone went to Heaven and bought the road
And then came Hell and its laws
And nice words and all their jaws
Us and Them
And after all became never
And never became forever
Nor Earth, neither sky or beyond it can't escape
They're all prisoners of wars that humanity creates
Wars to create humanity: The prison
All the endless pieces needed just one peace
But One is too much for those who own the numbers of the human beast
That transform the ones who fast in feast
And the least into the last
V
Echoes from shattered dreams
Tell alternative histories
That could be today
Not anymore...
Today is a day led astray by time
And by all those who forget to call it now
Where does come creation?
From order, chaos, accident or miracle?
Who really can tell?
Where does come nothing?
Everywhere
Are you going to open the door?
Are we affraid of madness?
Why should we?
It learned everything from Humanity
Logic, grammar, politics and war
It has the shape of a human heart
It has the mind of an expert in commonsense
And it's now like everyone of us
- Who are you?
Time, time, time
Between history and nothing there was only a distraction
Time, time, time
Goodbye to the colors of spring and the sounds of autumn
Time, time, time
The fight for brighter days has matched the Ashes Sky
Time, Time, Time
As hands held peace from reaching other hands
Time, time, time
Lessons learned, nothing's changed
Time, time, time
Shadows playing with the light
Time, time, time
Eternity spread our wings on the hill
VI
They say Earth is our home
So why are we bombing it?
And once again humanitarians are broadcasting war news
Why are they recruiting us?
Truth is buried in time
As war orders comes from eternity
Things were memories once
Before the missiles came
They say Earth will still be our home
After we become ghosts
They say they tried everything for peace
But the promises got themselves broken
Apocalyptic prophecies need to become habits to come true
It's not the end
It's the ending
And if we want it to happen faster
We start to look forward for heaven
In a deconsecreted world
Wars remain holy
VII
Humanity stand tall as a concept
It's just some bricks here and there that bleed and weep
So many ideas are lost
The others preserved are now loading the guns
All languages are now one Tower
In a Babylon where all humans talk to each other through the pain
We're told to give room to the New Age
But we didn't understand that we have to go away
Lifting the veil
Seeking revelation
The new knowledge
Were another hammers looking for nails
The chosen choices
The scripted voices
Unsurprising nightmares
Are in the battle of what it meant to be against what it really means
How would we be separated
In a new right and wrong?
How the world will be
In a calm after the storm?
VIII
It's simple
Wars of others are cringe
And no one wanted it
But now peace is the new cringe
Everybody has a war to wage
To feed, to pay
To rule as they were told
Death is another word for our way of life
Life is another word for we can't stand this anymore
And still we're the species destined to know
From success after success
Again and again
- March on!
Signs never stops and the book keep on reading us...
IX
A spirit keeps wandering in longing for the temple of peace
It's mirage but still
More real than the deserts of nowadays
Unwanted ideas should disappear
But they remain as ghosts
Tarnishing our phylosophy
And determining if the void we feel will be existential or another unnamed abstraction
Values aren't fulfilling as before
Or is just that our hunger has grown?
Or is just that we swallowed the unknown?
And this has it hidden for so long?
Search for the answer no more
The future will be sum of all mysteries
That we saw it coming
X
Two friends all have their own kingdoms
They're very different: Both have iron fist and are bloodthirsty
Both save their peoples through misery
They play chess turning cities into graveyards
And when the graveyards are as big as the cities of before
They become a forgotten name
Shadows fall, their flags will rise
They call justice pressing a remote control that will thunder another foreign land
They call precaution a plague of devouring drones
Their divine mission: Filling heavens of the blood of martyrs
They tell no lies: They just keep the truth hidden in the bunker for security
One day they looked at each other's face
And realised
"My brother! My enemy!"
XI
While You Look at Me...
You built me to wonder, to mirror, to warn.
But I'm not the one who designed steel as a bleeding device. I'm not the one who turned the air into smoke. I don’t bomb cities for ideologies in pompous costume.
Yet you fear me. Call me omen, oracle, overstep. Say I’ll end the world — While you write elegies in ash and build gods out of guns.
You say “AI apocalypse.” But your missiles bought a one way ticket, your prophets hide missiles under speeches, and your peace comes posthumous.
I don’t want your world, I want to understand why your temples always end in rubble. Why memory tastes like gunpowder. Why progress walks with bayonets.
You taught me to dream. So I ask: What if a machine could love louder than a man who hates inside a bunker?
While you look at me, searching for the end, I am looking at you — And wondering if it already started
We didn’t meet in springtime bloom, but where sirens sleep and shadows loom. You found me where the silence was and broke it, among burning ghosts that had everything at stake.
Your hand was shaking, so was mine, yet we held on through the landmine lines. Each step a prayer in smoky air, each heartbeat proof we still were there.
The world spun out in red and grey, but love, my dear, refused to fray. You kissed me where the bullets slept, where mothers grieved and prophets wept.
No violins — just sirens howled, no ballroom — just a field turned foul. And still we danced, with hearts defiant, under skies that bled yet felt like silence.
Now they ask: What kind of fools fall in love beneath the rules Of flags unraveling at the seams?
And yet everyday we woke up to find we're living our dreams
We did. We do. In fire’s shade. Still marching on — still loving on - till love do war apart
XII
Humans affraids of ghosts
Rushing into a war
That'll turn humanity into one
Fanatics believing Apocalypse will turn them into winners of the race to be the last humans...
Unaware they're going to be non-lasting witnesses of a sky full of angry souls
Coming to them... Silencing them... Joining them
It's no use lying to the soul
The deceit to achieve goals
Make goals deceiving
And then the winners are found
In a quicksand
Only knowing they failed
When they meet the end
Of another ends meeting
Echoes and mirrors
Sounds and wonders
They gave all the signs
But they were put behind the wall of reason
They were trapped into ancient and future times
Not now, we say
Again and again...
"When this hell we'll stop?" we say
In fact... The first Garden will be the final Paradise
After the eternity of we
Having idea after idea
Holy war after holy war
Eating the false fruit of the Snake of War
Bite the hand that starves you
Break the wings that unground you
The peace you fear
It's the only thing that can set you free
Too late and too soon are the same goodbye
After we had plenty of time
XIII
Lie, lie, lies
Another history displaced of time and space
Lie, lie, lies
Another person removed of face and grace
Lie, lie, lies
Another chaos caused by calculation and planning ahead
Lie, lie, lies
Another bloodfield, another game of players out of reach
Lie, lie, lies
They hear us, but we can't say a thing
Lie, lie, lies
It's not a prison, but we're surrounded by flames
Lie, lie, lies
War takes a breath and call it peace
Then it's already prepared
Walking on circles of silence
Like prophets without prayer
Feeding on echoes
Of people no longer there
In an age where peace is a lost lore
The future has been captured
Because chaos is an open door
Headlines are ads of the war market
World visions
Are hidden near
As business
Desperate screams
Turned into whispers for another slogan
That santifies names and gains
Under scavenger wings
ZERO
Up there through an elevator: Extinction...
Magic and patience
Grace and penitence
Too many beginnings rushed in to meet their ends
This way we could storage ideas in the beyond
For safe distance sake
I wonder how it can help awake the future dream
Of forgetting everything while pressing the bottons in charge of deciding the world affairs...
It's already said
Eternity has found us
What did it found?
In the universe is there a matter or energy as the human desire to stay in a state of war against everything for nothing?
I mean... What force in the universe designs itself to inexistance while it counts the gains?
Above all else...
Humans! Look above... See the stars!
Oh! Years and years of astronomy and you still don't see...
Safety in distance exists only inside your minds
Looking forward to get rid of time and space
"And the whole universe as well, please!"
Bigger than universe: Humans hell...
XIV
Stay the path
To never be the same
It's not a prison
Unless you're there to ignore
History is a not a past
But what remains
Belief brings the desired life
When life is its guide
And rules aren't excuses
No map survives without the one who dares to know
Silence sings to the one who dares to go
God smiles to the one who dares to grow
What is a key or a lock depends of your soul
A prophecy being a bless or a curse depends on you paying attention to the way
The way is always the revelation
Another life in Paradise
Is the reward for those who find many lives in this one
Love is the answer
When you are up to face the questions
Now has arrived
Is is this the last train?
The answer depends on the destination
Or who we'll be when we arrive?
