My life is capable to be with the shadow,
the memories of my mistakes,
who pulls me down to shallow,
where living Judas and snakes.
I'm trying to get 1st honor,
but I'm still in the fifth,
the feelings that burn in core,
with the hands of filth.
I can't stand upon those lies,
from the people who makes a theory,
the no proof and undefined mystery,
so i know I can't embrace the sky.
I love myself, and my pride,
the ghost in the present,
still disturbing the soul of despair
I will give up from the words that died.
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