I’ll kill you soon…
And, you know, don’t revive!
I ought t’ be sure
That you lies under ground!
I’d like to see
Your corpse near to mine.
So
When I’ll die
Kill yourself!
KILL YOURSELF!!!
Jesus will let us
To rotten in graves.
When we’ll be dead
Come to me to make sex.
There’re only thing
That we had to be done
Before the Sun became blind and dumb.
That’s, no doubt, easily to be embraced
In lights
Which’re falling from Moon to your skin
Making it’s shining & filling with spleen
Making you just to be easily killed…
Could we repeat or we have to restart
So that the rest of the life in the birth
Gets its beginning and always lasts
Till we’ll be corpses.
Till Sun’ll go out…
I ll kill you soon
© Copyright: Aweful Axe s Man, 2007
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