Black Poetry - Apatheia

Wind silently blows and whispers to me where I should go

Thousand of ways, thousand of doors

But I chose the one leading to hell

But I guess that it’s not myself who takes this decision

I see a woman cry but she doesn´t know why

Maybe she lost the sense of her life

Let’s go to find inspiration for Your life

Fuck all forbidden fruits

Taste a smell of Your life

Like watching blue oceans and sky

When I look back I see gray and black

And it reminds me that life is so sad

I think about what I ever had and what I threw away

If I could something change

It would be a colour of world from black to blue

Let’s go to find inspiration for Your life

Fuck all forbidden fruits

Taste a smell of Your life

Like watching blue oceans and sky

But somewhere in Your head

There is someone like black messiah

Don’t let him use Your brain

Otherwise You will fall to hell

Let’s go to find inspiration for Your life

Fuck all forbidden fruits

Taste a smell of Your life

Like watching blue oceans and a blanket sky