acapella (?)

dissatisfactions all served in a cold feast
white dishes stained in red
if these tears are starting to petrify
the lump in my throat is clearly screaming why

misjudgements of an ancient beast
wearing silk on its deathbed
if these veins are exploding tonight
this cancer seems to be the oldest friend of mine

telephone rings lost in an empty street
last days hung on a thin thread
if the rain falls like a sadness cry
these boots are heavy enough and i can't fly