Markus Nylund

Change is not a choice But a voice Crying in hurt under a mask Of evil spirits

All the hurt All the failed relationships All the drunken nights All the meaningless sex Prepared us For this Finally feel the joy This is better than mdma Want to serve you Bathe in true love Thank the gods Whatever…

Sandcastles for demons Floating in forgotten oceans Trapped in city rivers Pink sky painted by the fumes Of cheap flights But a cheap price Always comes with a cost Erotic cinema for dreamers

Feels good to fall so hard With you Softness in my heart To know that i will fall With you Or continue falling With you Exploring parts of ourselves We never knew Feeling our fears Nursing our hurts Me yours…

One of the most beautiful cities You will ever visit Meeting someone who makes you feel real But having to let them go Finding the place they call home In a sea of lost thieves Questions in your mind That…

It was a necessary upgrade I needed to make From my beliefs To the way My body cries But my mind feels joy And gratitude

Would speak less Listen more Be more quiet Let the inner silence roar Would not give in to urges Instead ride the waves Find new pleasures Hiding within the storms of their minds Would turn all engines off Ride a…

Why am i so fucking fake All the time Every single conversation Possible answer Because there is no me

Pushed to the edge Broken and tired You let go Alone and inspired Madness twirling through Lightyears of love and truth Souls raping souls You wake up Something is different You feel light And free You made it You survived…