To what end? Spiral and fall, synchronized with leaves of dying trees To what end? Grasping the seasons with weakened frightened grips Yes I’ve noticed Yes i know Nothing mattersContinue reading13 Heavens – Balam
All Will Be – Balam
False idols and habitual cycles Babylons claws are deep in my back I’m getting nauseous There’s bleeding in my conscience I guess some things aren’t meant to be Nothing hereContinue readingAll Will Be – Balam
Matlali – Balam
Tainted shadows rushing through my prismed soul Visions of my existence in various coloured forms Vanity blurs my vision dry Analyze this will to live and my dare to sayContinue readingMatlali – Balam
Datura – Balam
I stand eyes wide open You question why I stare Any tongues I unbraid will simply be transient So can we dance one last time Can we touch the starsContinue readingDatura – Balam