Rain

Rain is already comming again
Seems like desert when your nose dry
Sometimes really rain slowly here
But the rain is always to come
The rain always come!
One day or another it comes
But sometimes we see ourselfs to thirty
And othertime we are suffocated with sand in our mouth
Sometimes we see some blood
From times to times we get weak
And fear get into our souls
Then we simply don´t know what...
The rain will soon come
Will wash away this age bullshit
All the game and the board will be in the closet
And there will be no players anymore
Anyway
We are killing ourselfs again and again...
All this blood will be washed away again!
Drops of pure water will fall
and will purify the dirty soil again
setting up another story to tell
one day or another will desert everywhere
but we still get the rain
one day the rain always comes
we will feed our souls again
peace always prevails some time
and we will once again have our time to think back again
The storm shall clean us to the bone
sometimes it leave us to dust in the ground
no trace to follow
but yet a heritage to others
And sometimes what we need

is just the same that destroy us

a closed off circle of addiction

the dirty water we do

It always comes

the rain is always comming!

Comes crashing our bodies

Ripping our feelings

Pressuring our souls

Watering the tree of life

And maybe it's the only right one we will ever get

And this right death is what really set us free

Set us free