Look to my useless hands
They wear no golden rings
And they drive no last year’s car
Look to my empty chest
It wears no military vest
And it wears no holy cassok

Say i’m the fruit of your sin
Just an old dream
That turned into a shameful reality
Mother, it’s too late
Name me the disgrace
That you gave birth...

Speak my unholy name
It sounds just like a joke
In the lips of the rest of the name
Don’t treat me as a broken toy
I want respect! I want joy!
Don’t say that I’m not even a man

I swear that I won’t cry
When you ask yourself
Where have you been wrong
Father, please try to forgive
This strange mistake that you
Ejaculated...

Eyes can see and can feel
All the sorrow of a family
Say my name and feel regret
For calling me your son

Throw me through the looking-glass
I’ll pretend, I don’t care
When you say that you’ll spit on my grave
Close the door, don’t let me in
Disinherit me
But please forgive me
For having existed...

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