33. Wanted Only Dead
You’re a shame, they think, to all mankind,
And you feel madness possessing your mind.
You’re not safe, they all know you by sight.
Now you feel tired and feel that you can’t fight.
All the time you’ve tried to find a hideaway.
Another night is gone, here comes another day.
The daylight can’t help you, against you are the breaks,
And you feel that soon your life they will take.
You’re not a criminal, but c’est la vie:
Everyone wants you to be killed.
You’ve been framed, and there’s nothing you can change.
Now you are an outlaw but you don’t want to revenge.
You’ve lost all your friends, now they think you must die.
Yes, you’re wanted only dead, not alive.
It’s for a long time that your foes been after you.
You don’t know what now you can do.
They seek for you, in this world you’re alone,
And oftener and oftener you think of using your gun.
All you want is to see your parents before you die,
But you know no one will give you a chance to get alive.
You’re close to death, and this is your fate,
But maybe you’ll come through Heaven’s Gate.
You’re not worth hell, but those men whose souls are sold.
They are brainless, they only do what they’re told.
They think that they can be masters of your life,
Because you’re wanted only dead, not alive.
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