Everything was a great betrayal.
Everything was very neat, very neat today.
I was seeing something else,
my beliefs don't give any more.
You slowly open a lens ,
you received without ceasing.
Father, you lie, everything doesn't matter,
everything is so neat, your perjury and my calm.
They make me laugh, you believe the same,
that actor, for God's sake!,
and my red eyes are
always making room for nothing else.
In the great mass everyone will be there
and from very traps to pray ,
but at home the pills go
to rest this trifecta that exists.
Working my dogmas go,
old âthinksâ that yesterday and that today.
Father they lie, it always didn't matter
always so neat, your perjury and my calm.
They make me laugh, you think the same,
what an actor, by God!,
and my red eyes are
always making room for nothing else.
And being alone and not knowing where to go
there will always be someone waiting for you and it will be far from here.
It is that life is long and they betray you like this,
better not to have listened to you or better to listen to me.
The nights are long, the vultures fly for you,
I will hunt them one and one by one to die.
And seeing that you do not resist and that there is no one here,
the wolves smell your wound and in hordes they come for you.
Being alone, I ask myself , don't let me get away from me,
if I need any help it will always be in you.

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