"Savage / Wild One"

Composed of a hundred all-too-ordinary problems,
no one shouts, no one roars the way they should.

Just another hungry virtual scheme,
just another mockery that doesn’t know how to sing.

We left, yet we never looked within ourselves,
a part was always yours – the blazing part of me.

The best dreams have stolen the illusion we call sequential time,
the worn-out …