Grain of sugary sand

Mounting dunes of torturing silence

Crying child floods a dam

Air rushes through deadly sirens

You love to fail my passing line

You won’t let me escape from what’s crystallized

Little she, a rising ego

Piles up to a lower sky

Always next to a paper hero

Meet at last behind the bars

The bars that no one wants to see

That crystallize in a bad dream

Thirsty in the middle of the sea

Sometimes a hidden thing of silly lovingness

Then freeze in nothingness

Among false credos

A familiar face in bad command

The blade is her mirror

Of still waters, of crystallized sand

The sand that covers the eternal bed

Crystallized, alert to an end

False commands for acerbic cells

Still crystallized in a cage and yell

The sand that covers the eternal bed

Crystallized, in a cage and yell!

False commands for acerbic cells

Crystallized in a cage and yell!