Im so tired to live in this world
Where the peace not far from war
Where you couldnt have true friendship
Ill put myself under R.I.P.
Who can take me from this part
Of the hell to another place?
If that person will be found
I could start my deathly race
Race to thing what calling freedom
Track with many kinds of danger
In the end i ll take some wisdom
After turn off life with changer
Life is only part of existence
After death we feeling more
No more lie, hate or violence
And of courses blood&gore
But i think-life is more handsome
Than undead eternal vegetation
But i havent enough infomation
And dont want to open tome
Of our destinyes, my friend
It will sign my life's end
You know, Im not a madman
See you later, shake your hand
Death and Freedom
© Copyright: Александр Шурупов, 2008
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