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I am the little feelings,

the chase you into bed.

I am the lone reality,

you face know that your dead.

I am the little demon,

that knows when your alone.

I am the littel fears,

that cause the shivers in your bones.

I am the litte evils,

that go right for your eyes,

I am the only man for you,

that can help you feel alive....







but you will never see that.............

You feel it all aound you,

you know that life aint free.

That truth is just an image,

painted on tv TV.



You know that lifes a battle,

the equality is a war.

That justice longs for money,

that mercy is a whore.



We are all just stranded children,

left in the pouring rain.

We are all just longing losers,

scared with the mark of cain.



The saviors they just take it,

the gods just beat and rape.

Familes are like poker,

lifes are all the stakes.



Right and wrong irrelevant,

justice isnt blind.

It goes to those that have the cash,

that can affoard the bride.



We are all just long lost errors,

inside we are all the same.

Destined to pay for forgotten crimes,

branded with the mark of cain.



Branded, scared, cut, the inked,

scalleded, hurt, in pain

all are equal in heavens eyes,

all given the mark of cain.

burried under all this soil,

is a man who lived and toiled.

he lived alone,

and yet too well.

fell in love,

and went to hell.

his love is grew,

its growth was fast.

she was his first,

death made his last.