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They never raise their bent eyes
Toward the distant other’s stars
Cause no hope soars in the sullen clouds
Cause no tomorrow dwells in their afflicted minds
In their afflicted minds
Right on their sights
Their everlasting Messiah committed suicide
Suicide
Suicide

They feed their inner demons
On the deepest hate and fears
They drop their bodies away like broken gears
Without regrets as they start rotting alive

Only the compact greyness rises above their bowed heads
They seem to be dying though they are already dead
And only last words carved with blunt and rusted blades
Will say all that trivial things ones a man usually says

In their afflicted minds
Right on their sights
Their everlasting Messiah committed suicide
Suicide
Suicide

They’ve stopped straining their voices
Stopped screaming out loud;
And only muted holes of toothless mouths
Are open wide like filthy portals to madness

Caressed by cold winds blowing
Bringing only the smell of disaster
Their lives have to be over much faster
Than a trembling finger pulls that churlish trigger

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