Testo Lo

Searching for a deeper sense
In a pile of vowels and consonants
In a pleasant appearance
A Sisyphus- mountain to ascend
And after another hyperbole plan has been shelved
It was looking for someone to blame
As it has been giving itself
An unspeakable name
Does it know what it’s living for?
For, for
Lo
Does it know what it’s living for?
For, for
Lo

Defining just its inner cause
Never thinking of
Theres a planet round its etherous
Walls

Cutting off the distance
Inner walls of the box all look the same No matter in what metaphor you’re living in
With or without your name

Does it know what it’s living for?
For, for
Lo
Does it know what it’s living for?
For, for
Lo

Defining just its inner cause
Never thinking of
Theres a planet round its etherous
Walls