Small Little Implings
Geplaatst: 03 okt 2012 19:12
Small, little, implings crawling around,
Listening to the voices of their master's sound.
One of them once invited me kindly to her lair,
Not understanding the big secret we share,
The result was some strange kind of crash
After that she just handled me like trash.
When the winter had sprung,
When the new year had begun.
They started to recruit for their gain,
I got locked in this shiny silver chain.
The chain was loose but still pretty tight,
It made me search for the meaning of my ‘might’.
Maybe it was true, that I caused a big fireball in your head.
But that doesn’t mean you’ve got to spill it back over your pet.
The truth will always hide in the middle,
The stories told are just a riddle.
The stories you told me, were pretty rude.
You showed the best of your bad attitude.
Your words are shadowed in darkness now.
As you struggle with the question ‘how’.
I died and I died. This time was the third.
But I’ll spread my wings again, like a bird.
Look who’s surviving the everlasting night.
A small, little flame is shining very bright,
While the outdated system crashes,
The phoenix arises from his ashes.
Listening to the voices of their master's sound.
One of them once invited me kindly to her lair,
Not understanding the big secret we share,
The result was some strange kind of crash
After that she just handled me like trash.
When the winter had sprung,
When the new year had begun.
They started to recruit for their gain,
I got locked in this shiny silver chain.
The chain was loose but still pretty tight,
It made me search for the meaning of my ‘might’.
Maybe it was true, that I caused a big fireball in your head.
But that doesn’t mean you’ve got to spill it back over your pet.
The truth will always hide in the middle,
The stories told are just a riddle.
The stories you told me, were pretty rude.
You showed the best of your bad attitude.
Your words are shadowed in darkness now.
As you struggle with the question ‘how’.
I died and I died. This time was the third.
But I’ll spread my wings again, like a bird.
Look who’s surviving the everlasting night.
A small, little flame is shining very bright,
While the outdated system crashes,
The phoenix arises from his ashes.