1
You are pitiful worms.
You do rummage in dirt.
Your lives are infamous,
But you cling to something it.
Why?
You tell me – fate!
I am answer – don’t fuck my brain!
You will become food for hellish fire.
2
Your days are count.
You may pray your God.
You can take fate
Wish your self-respect?
Death!
You tell me – not fear!
I am answer – Don’t try to scare you!
I want to kill you and nothing more.
3
I am despising mankind.
You search light, find dark.
You see crap It’s your
Reflection in the pool.
Mad!
You ask me – who am I.
I answer – father and killer, brother and master.
I am Devil!..
Devil!
© Copyright: Татьяна Кондюлева, 2005
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