Sin sets free

The sin reflects the sinner
revealing the tracks of him
in the pantomime
we use to live.
In a man-made justice
easy to abuse
you reject the freedom
in your acts.

Is like to deny the impulse of breathing
for an escalations of structures
thought for to breed a sense of human order.

Is a worm, your guilt.
It’s eroding your being.
In your heart you want it.
Sin sets free.

A sense of human order
to define a line between nature and morality.
A spree of density
in the impulse you need to live.

Is a worm, your guilt.
It’s eroding your being.
In your heart you want it.
Sin sets free.

And what you want is
just a stain upon your skin
to hidden behind the virtue you dress
holding the struggle
for a dove who have to fly.

Is a worm, your guilt.
It’s eroding your being.
In your heart you want it.
Sin sets free.

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