Antropofagy


I'm in a desert
I eat my flesh to survive
And drink the blood of suffering
I found no truth in myself

The soul is sick
The mind is lost
Confusion...

A sandless desert innerself
Show me people walking around
Seeking for some rest
Fighting against nothing touchable

My soul is sad
My mind spins
Depression...

I know flesh is weak
I know spirit must to grow
Why nobody help me?

Looking for my creator
Looking for the target
Waiting for the help
To scape from death valley

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