is not all of human life struggle our lives are like that of a slave my body is covered with maggots and scabs my skin breaks open, oozing with pus my days end without hope never again will i feel happiness i would rather be strangled rather die then suffer like this i hate my life, And don’t want to go on living if I have sinned, what have i done to you o watcher of all humanity why not just forgive my sin and take away this guilt for soon i will lie down, in the dust and dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
