Who lives in your eyes?
Drawn in blue, as ocean
Coffee in your hand and
Greed in your hearth as
The weapon of many killings
The war of innocent start
And the peace of sinful end
Made no difference between
Your small and slim fingers
For the good of mankind and
Growth of wealth, written beneath
The ivory teeth, wrapped in braces
Of wants and desires, shown in book
Of no passions, no mercy, no God
Tell me for the first time, and last
Who lives in your eyes?
Drawn in black, as nights of no moon
Dagger in your hand and
Son, at your feet as lamb of sacrifice
When no voice will command
Before blood colors the horizon
To make dawn and dusk of eternal day
