Already Pohybel
My soul is restless,
It tosses all night long,
Like a bloodthirsty gang,
Armed with daggers like a hyena,
Go crazy!
My body is sickly,
Grey-black spaces,
For fuck's sake!
Death to
My soul knows no rest,
It's hurling all night,
As a demanding bunch,
Armed with daggers,
As a hyena,
Death to,
My body is sick..
Grey - black spaces..
Death to.

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