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The disease of my mouth
It is bitterness and lack of blood
And instead of words I throw stones
The tears have dried up for a long time
I wash them off for several days
Your dirty look
I touch you like a flatskin
Now I know, now I know
This is how hatred is born!
The night is slowly creeping
Nightmares are gnawing at dreams
Bats, rats and worms
Between them you
I tear the string of pearls
Inspired, I lose fear
From the mists terrified by my scream
A new shape emerges
This is how hatred is born æ !
You were a bundle of lies
A deck of false cards
I laid them out on the banks
The narrow road I was walking along
Wet with the rain of tears< br/>Covered with a cloak of words
I will follow you to the end
Like a furious dog, a cold ghost
Hate will bloom there!
Pick a flower and put it in your hand
You don't know how you'll feel that you're alive
You don't know how small you'll become
I'll trample you with my heel like a snake
I'll pick a flower and give it to you
No you know how you will feel alive
At the end of the maze
You will stand there so small
I will trample you with my heel...