Grand Mexican Warlock - 0.00%

Pseudo positivity
A short blanket on me, while I sleep
It is time to decide
I have to choose between the legs or the chest

Before the light went out
I've seen everything where it belongs
But dark descended on
Every shape and structure in my head

Time's not on my side
But how it passes it might give some hope
False modality
Boredom munching on my brain while I stay awake

Childhood brought the first blaze-mark
They said 'it's a weakness', I felt so dumb
Likely I was the only odd man out
Others haven't spared me, I've got some clouts

When I got older, it just escalated
Father holded the sack, he's not venerated
He persisted in swinging me the right way all the time
His helping hand aided me, when I could not climb

I could not belive even in the autumn leaves
All I could see were the naked branches
Could not convince me about it's existence
Rapid moulder of will in a short distance

All my abilities got paralyzed
Passionless silence became my pride
I walled in a close sealed prison of mine
There are no words left, not even a punch line