When anger kisses its intensity And the intensity loses its usual control Over the border of a fortified mind, Insanity freely sneaks inside the vault And starts playing fire with life Burning to ashes all the zest and zeal.
The land of Death appears so seductive Easily accessible for a safe landing A dark alley flashes, dying to welcome The bird badly fallen from the nest Or freed from existential bond of love Or from the shackles of ethereal affinity.
