touch of dead

autor:: dona

rubrika:: psycho


Sky is gray and my soul too
In the grass is jumping rabbit
He is happy, but I’m not
I am waiting on the shot
And someone in the black habit
Walks to me, I’m so afraid

Shot didn’t come to me yet
Madness in the eyes and white face
He looked at me I felt sold
For my mistakes I live hold
No, I needn’t any more ways
I fly in long tunnel now

I thank to him that he saved me
I haven’t got troubles
I haven’t got problems
I thank to him that he killed me

He is happy – so do I
Thank you very much
Under land I lie
Dead me touch

napísanísané:: 10.12.2004

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