The fourteenth day
Make dreams come by
It must be the state of the great
Seven horses deep
Dreams come by
And they promise me to die
What I see can´t be real
What I feel is to waste away
Her cold eyes brings pain
This may be my last day
I´m afraid for tomorrow
At the worst I wake up again
The kind night covers me
I drown in my dreamworld
I´m too small to understand
How cruel they are
If god is love what means the devil ?
Show me more from your vulgar world
To understand how suicide works
The kind night . . .
Mother hold me tight
Don´t beat me
Why don´t you love me
Is it cold outside
Is it winter summer , autumn or spring ?
Don´t leave me tonight
Embrace me
Why do you hurt me ?
On the fourteenth day
A dream comes true
An angel coming from the sky
And wings were mounted on my back
As I rise to the heaven
I saw the hell and flames at the ground
Swallowing all tormentors
Mother let me go
don´t hold me
you do not love me
it´s time to fly
I feel the breath of death it touches me
I leave you tonight
don ´t wake me
you will not hurt me anymore
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