Equação

Numbers fall from this gray sky
I glimpse beyond, from here
I walk in the lines of what the mind understands
A bit of what the eyes unite to what the heart feels
Exposed, at the peak, evil calls me to the dance
I surrender. Sin. I hid behind the drinks and rags
Immature, grumpy, and devilish
Coliseum and cane... Never in my life was I myself
I settled in the comfort of not resisting the sweet poison
I wish it were... Here where the body dirties the soul, it's a step to escape to avoid facing the traumas
And I convince myself of this... I don't know how it works
Imprisoned in the calm that only despair provides
Until I delude myself by getting angry with these agents, and going to pseudo-reality to subvert orally some intellects
Joke for your classification tone, don't see the schizophrenia exciting the conspiracy
For love, I must forgive, for sinning in some treatment
It's that I saw the repentance, but not the explanation
From what some judge 'impalpable' comes the relentless treatment
Apostasy, that's why I insist on intervention
Benefactors around here seem more like accusers
To forgive is to absolve, otherwise it's not even to excuse, gentlemen
Who confuse sentence with justice
Good with evil... Stone river is quicksand
Ethics sweetens aesthetic and rational life, of skeptical minds that do not accept the unconditional (treatment)
Sometimes they agree, since the theory is beautiful
Until repulsing the reality that God has not yet imposed
Just watch crying the equation. Distance from the Father = emptiness, therefore, lack = frustration
Twisted in the pursuit of self-sufficiency, vain science
Information only increases your negligence
Post-concept. Literally secular, judgment and punishment to see who puffs up their chest more
Tension to have respect through the wrong reason - fear. Nourishment of this implanted hell
With hunger they give the biggest show, refinement in the funeral
Fingertips and the gears of my personal threshold
How do you not see? World's machinery, mill, Earth
The sun fades and the shadow reminds that war is war