Human consciousness and vicious,
I’d rather die than be like them.
The sun in nowadays suspicious
And everybody looks the same.
Poor and aching heart of mine
Dancing in the rain of souls
Finally i will sleep fine
My pretty light already close.
You can say me something silly,
You can try to make me smile,
But today my mind so dizzy
I believe that i can fly.
Streets in bloody mess of truth
Doors are open for this bells,
And only my eyes seeing through
All of lies and creepy flesh.
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