I m Killed

I'M KILLED

The fever has returned to my bones
I pay to deliver damnation
Everything I trusted is gone
And I will go even if in wrong direction

I faced my fears, I saw their eyes
And when I saw them my mind got clearer
And then I knew that hell comes twice
So I could recognize him in a mirror

And this coming was very scary
The next day I found my own obituary

Will my dead body be burned
Now then I learned what was wrong
Nothing can save me from thinking that I'm killed
And my ashes won't justify my guilt


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