I

I wish, and I get;
I control, and I win;
I imagine, and I create;
I ask and they do.

I am God
and I hate my job.

The Wall

a new genre - Heart Break
title - shamelessly copied from Pink Floyd
text -

The Wall

don't let go of the wall
don't show them the flesh
they only like tender flesh
when it's stuck in their claws

the joys they promise
the songs they sing
the worlds they create
: all illusions they bring

the best of their baits,
is the dance they fake

u turn they follow,
u part they whole
u press they move,
u fall they hold

u miss they shoot,
u give they take

and the music takes over
and u melt in their arms
love dance they call it
it's the height of their charm

and u let go of the wall
like a fool, u let go of the wall

like a fool, u let go of the wall
while they laugh the winning laugh
and like a true fool, u only feel the pain
when ur flesh is teared off

the dance all broken, the music all stopped
fool! it was a deathwish, to let the wall fall

Remember don't let go of the wall
don't show them the flesh

u keep it all wrapped, its the only one u got
u keep it very safe, after-all its ur heart

but if u've done the unforgivable
and let the wall fall down
and if u see in their smile,
blood glistening around

don't waste another moment, hurry

gather the wall's pieces, brick it up fast
bless it with a kiss, seal it with the past
and never let go of the wall again
never show them the flesh ...

don't let go of the wall
don't show them the flesh
they only like tender flesh
when its stuck in their claws