Inviolate

INVIOLATE All things are asleep into hollow lands I should find my mind of winter So Ravished by despair: inviolate We are living in a restless rain Like Graveyard Marble sculptures Your sentimental education Is a watery kiss Dewdrops on my desolate lips I'm afraid of it I'm afraid of it Are you lost enough to find yourself? We are martyrs blessed by the ocean's waves We are whirling clouds in a dirty rain Are you lost enough to find yourself? The best is yet to come but you're full of frustration You'll never learn How to conquer a land , How to be a good friend She isn't looking for a lover but a father who loves her A father who loves her hair Her breast is a golden bed Made of dandelions Made of mercury A viral punishment upon my skin Inexorably, I'm asking Are you lost enough to find yourself? We are martyrs blessed by the ocean's waves We are whirling clouds in a dirty rain Are you lost enough to find yourself? The Shadows are floating in the endless sky like drunken maidens A senseless violence Is filling our minds