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
prečítalo:: 1480 ludí