Shelter

Find a shelter for our love.
I am a man and that’s what I have to do.
A shelter, so I can protect our love from anything.
I can’t find any better place than my heart.
My heart belongs to you,
you can feel as safe as home.

Last night I left my window open.
I think you visited me in my dreams.
Today I’m sick.
This is a worth while flu.

Lost.

Every time I use the subway,
I observe carefully people’s faces.
The last one month I can’t see you anywhere.
Have you been disguised?
I hope you’ll been looking for me somewhere.
If you can’t recognize me,
I’m the man with the fake smile and the dim crown.

Never stop loving you

Someone told me that the ship is a floating prison.
I must confess that since then,
I can’t think a better solution than going on board.

Dizzy Miles.

I think it’s time for a solitary tramp.
Somewhere near beach,
or maybe in the forest.
It doesn’t matter..
All I want to achieve is to hold a distance from you.
Lately I can’t find any ways to calm myself.
All I need is a bottle of alcohol.
Whatever, in order to get back home.
Dizzy miles between us.

Vicious Circle.

Trying to feed your desires,
Is like writing your initials in the sand.
Every wave, a new try.
Desperate moves to keep your name curve in my mind.
Trying to find the answer in this vicious circle.

No return.

Polluted bones,
That’s what we are made of.
Bones to blood and this is how it goes.
There’s no save for the mankind.

Momentary pause.

The chirps of a bird keep me awake all night long.
Lullabies are not good to me.
I took a momentary pause.
Stars are just decorating the sky?
I guess not.
Each star is a name carved in souls around the world.
Where is my star?

Out of tune.

I play the guitar a few hours now.
Tune isn’t the same anymore.
Maybe it’s time for a break.
I need to dress up my sadness with a smile.
I feel like a grape in the ground, just cut from the vines.
Sometimes I wish that you will open the door.
Maybe not.
The only think that's real, is that every time I wear your sunglasses,
I can see through your eyes, and tears wash away my loneliness.

Veil of Paranoia.

You live near to borders of paranoia.
Tears are you daily costume,
So you can feel alive.
You postpone laughing on purpose.
You catch up with your dairy every day,
To keep your memories fresh.
Even if you know that you’re blind.

One more chance.

When you lie under the water,
It sounds like the truth to me.
When you lie, while you try to catch up with the air
It sounds like a lie.
You choke every time you say sorry.
Hold your breath. It’s time for truth.

Holy waters.

Untie my hands.
This is my main purpose.
It’s time to baptize your sins in holy waters.
You seek salvation.
You’ll get remission of sins,
Only when you’ll perish.
Thanks for saving the last sin for me.

Identity disorder.

I’ve never believed in magic.
I believe neither fate nor dreams.
I don’t know if I believe in god.
I don’t know if I believe in anything.
Sorry for the inconvenience
I’m the guy that you try to eliminate the last three years.
I’m your second ego ideal.

Live shows in Greece.

The Subways at kyttaro - 18/3/2010
Shai Hulud at AN club - 22/3/2010
Despite Everything at k/s - 27/3/2010
Editors at fuzz club - 14/4/2010
Russian Circles at rodeo - 17/4/2010
Kylesha at myga - 25/4/2010
Sonisphere at terra vibe - 24/6/2010

No inspiration for a long time.
No need to write anything.
Abstinence from everything.
Everything but you

Shut your mouth.

You always speak too fast.
You remind me this guy on the sporting news.
Every time he speaks, I change the channel.
The problem is that the tv remote control doesn’t work on people.

Fireplace.

Fire up these billets over the fireplace.
Are you satisfied with the fire?
Did you get enough warm or is too soon?
Your hands are shaking. Your teeth, too.
You rub your hands but they are still cold.
When the cold gets out from your insides,
Don’t waste your time in front of the fireplace.

24/2/2010

No sign of life since 24-January-2010.
Exams session is finally over.

Ruined families.

Fathers, drowned in alcohol.
Mothers, hooked up with every single guy.
Kids, afraid of every shadow,
Finding help in any kind of drugs.
Ruined families, in every block

Paths.

When you have to choose between two possible ways,
The easy one and the hard one, which will you cross?
I always take the hard one. Is it the adventure?
Is it the mystery? Maybe.
It is the sense of being capable of anything.
That’s for sure.

No sleep.

Tell me your secret about making this amazing coffee.
Am I doing something wrong?
You make every drop count.
I think I’m addicted to your coffee.
Lately I can’t find something to thrill me.
Since you’ve been gone I wish this coffee to last forever.

Truth III

By saying words in raw without meaning,
You are a philosopher in idiot people’s eyes.