Testo Bloodline

Staring at the flatline
No trace of vital signs
Following a bloodline
In search for human’s cruel advice
When I cross your lifeline
Your hands are cold and weak
Only for a lifetime
We should close our eyes and fall asleep
Is there anybody out there in this night?
Whose door is open to share some words and endorphin
A soulmate who believes in violet like me
This road to nowhere turns out to be a one-way street

My thoughts are floating, driven by insanity
Pictures delivered to a drunk machinery
I can’t breathe anymore, I won’t do this again
Where are you, please hold me now