Rolling, trembling, Rising Stone

What’s beneath the icing that melts?
What’s beneath the house that crumbles?

Like fuel to the car,
Like wings on an angel

Indeed, it’s the bewitching configures of a female being,

blessed is her anchorage

Who’s hidden thoughts do you seek to descry?

There’s a genie in the bottle
There’s a woman ‘tween the shadows of her peers

forced into being of something she isn’t,

To dine with the devil

Devine wine please speak up
Revive or perish,

Lambaste in thorns

She’s loosing herself in his horns

Urges to be free but never makes it to an open gate

She tries to be like the rest but dogfights alienation vis a vis mates

She grasps that the world is flat and she a rolling stone.

You Better Run

 

Standing eye to eye but you refuse to see me

Is there no room for us both, Tell me?

Cause each time I get louder

you go silent.

Sworn to you countless times, my success could never deminish yours

I tried bringing back the spark, you know?

Thrill, Notion, Seductivity .. Innumerable efforts all futile

What a shame my physique comes with my mind

What a shame integrity is here to stay

Cause when I finally found my voice

you disappear