It’s a christian revolution
resurrection of the Christ
cause he is no longer stupid and blind
I will detonate those lies
with a rose blast
cause I can’t sleep at nights
In the realm of my prison
in my mind
I will detonate that fakeness of your lies
the whole squadron of the stars
the self-loving mirror gazers
of all kind
I will detonate the fakeness of your lives
M
I wish I was a murderer
they are very cool
what can I do what can I do
I wish I could slaughter and be applauded by friends
but I am weak and faint
There is nothing I can do about my constitution
I also don’t agree with prostitution
I need to go to the hills
wearing my high heels
With all those terribly boring people
who don’t kill
That’s the end of my stupid song
I’m going to become friends
with a Christian monk
Romeo and Juliet can’t meet
they are banished behind the city walls
in opposite directions
because it was not love
dirty leaves
Romeo and Juliet can’t meet.
It was a dream about us being those special sandpit friends
in a nice love-unity
and joy
of building something
together
without hitting each other with a spade on the head
and scheming to destroy your underground tunnels
when everything seemed to go great
conspiring with the district gang
how to win over me
I had a dream of us being different then them
But those things are impossible
how could I forget that you are the only child
all this mistrust
and
ego trips
I retreat
to the very end of the park
to talk with the sunshine instead
and play with pebbles and dirt
but then
the anger at your murderous betrayal
hits me
so
I
watch you and your gang
delaying my revenge
don’t you think I forgot
about hate
not yet
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