Two Faces
You wander through strange paths
It’s difficult to say what’s false or true
How many masks do you use day by day?
What you do is what you really want to?
Solitude is salvation
But they won’t let you
Sanity’s slowly vanishing
Soon you’ll cease to be too
The wicked ways of life made you shy
Secretly digging the mysterious nightmares
That lurk beneath your conscient mind
“To hunt or to be hunted”, dogma of life
Seek life inside others despair
Lay the dead, put them down, you’re so alive
You’re in control
In ecstasy
Images of inflicted death that you’ll devour
In depravity
Shame and dissatisfaction diluted in revenge
Angry pray
Unleashed predatory submental schemes
Slay the prey
Anger’s gone, peace at last
The mind copulates with the body
And you exist as before
Agony’s gone, now you can rest
Moral and social are fused for the times coming
But for how long? You’ll become bored!…
“Two Faces”
António Eryx Santos
18:39/13-11-1997
Funchal – Ilha da Madeira