Words concerning a Traitor
Cities, women and angels
for them you died?
Or for their respect?
Be cursed and overdosed,
dump and dumb.
Died, flew away?
Constructed misery anew?
Wake up fellow...
You'll feel bad if you don't feed your dog.
You'll feel shit when you eat them.
The past is a candle...
it burns, disappears, till it goes away...
Forgetting is what you need,
regrets are what you feed...
why?
If I follow the past I won't die....
You never died...
not even your feelings have died...
Come... See my reflection on the mirror of astral life...
Do you see the wounds?
Do you see what death really looks like?
Idiot!
You have never felt death...
We are all afraid of death...
Who has ever spoken with him...?
To who does he own his rebirth and life?
Answer to me!
or
Like it as you are, alone!

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