Lapsus

Flashes of hate burn my irises when I'm afraid I cannot keep working on strategies to run away Burn my irises Burn my hypothesis this desert beholds me, controls me My hypothesis is burning I'm blurring And morphing From stone to sand I'm still here observing A building That is growing moldy And burning Collapsing in front of me Tonight I see that the black house is burning I feel that all my ghosts are moving And I would, I would Run away from darkness is dancing around me The sand in my eyes (it) is hurting And making me bleed I'm still here observing A building That is growing moldy And burning Collapsing in front of me Tonight I see that the black house is burning I feel that all my ghosts are moving And I would, I would Run away from This desert behold me, controls me My hypothesis is burning I'm blurring And morphing From stone to sand Flashes of hate burn my irises when I'm afraid I cannot keep working on strategies to run away