Blades

It’s a hummingbird,

drinking in a flower,

a little bit of water.

Watching us, with these black spheres.

Ils m’ont coupé les tendons d’Achille.

Comment survivre en terrain plat..

Made of bones and muscles,

I’ll soon remember the secret.

Ils foncent droit vers le sol.

This female sprints,

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100

10

Climb the mountains.

These blades,

Cat following the compass.

To know everything brings nothing until..

Seemless motion

Des griffes acérées je m’emparerai,

Jusqu’au dernier je déchiqueterai.

Change the loop.

Sad starfish.

The White Rabbit always hiding.

A shuriken to chop their head.

I dreamt again, stop haunting me,

I had to cover my ears, to not listen.

Why does the switch stays on, sometimes.

What if my dreams happened in real life..

Reactivate the þeacon tonight.

No lightning should interrupt.

C’est dans la lueur de la nuit qu’ils pointent leur fusil,

Avancent en formation, pour seul objectif,

Ne pas céder à la tentation.

Tuer quelqu’un avec un casque…

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