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Prison

Between grids. . . Screams
Damn shout
What hurts my soul
distressed. . .
It's my soul.
The force of silence. . . When it reigns
Shows the worst of the screams
distressed.
It is my being.
I can not. . . be nor groans..
nor Ouch!
There . . .the rumor comes. . .as a fuss
Deafening.
are voices from hell.
Hell. . . Hell of my soul
I cry
Dry tears. . . Because I already died
I just forgot to topple. . . Of falling. . .

I am Judah
I'm the damn shout
The worst of the screams
I am the sharp blade of death
That pierces the heart of Odin
I'm the end
It's the beginning
I am your means
Where I wanna get lost
And die. . . wishes

Alexandre


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