Blind Under the Dawn
Blind by the night lights.
I am alone in this vast city, searching for my "self."
I can hear distant beats, but the city is abandoned;
there is no one to judge my tormented soul at this moment.
I wander through the nights, avoiding the sun.
The city is still cold and uninhabited;
I lose myself in the dawn lights, feeling blind and empty.
Always searching for my dark version.
Here there are no judges, only sinners.
I feel like a wild beast, where I can dance, drink, and have fun
without judgment from others.
Like a fierce panther, lurking in search of amusement.
Vodka remains in the bar, people have left,
and where is my shadow?
Judson Kaique - 20-07-2026