Don't cry, just try-
Forget the pain of the past.
I know, where to go
Don't wait, be fast.
On your way, night or day
Ride the road to the doom.
Blood spread, black or red,
Cutting your veins in his room.
Can't relax, suicide by reflex,
Light of heightens in your eye.
Can't go thought, there's no truest-
With no wings you can't fly
But you decide, to keep on fight
With thus demons from inside
And again, you lost your brain
Start to cry, than get back to your ride.
Never stop, don't lose your hope,
There's no place for your life.
Cut yourself, since you were twelve,
Make a friendship with a knife.
But here is the end, you hit the land.
Fill your body full of pain,
One minute past, it was the last
And you have died, died again. |
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.