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Father,

Tomorrow will be my day

Fuckers,

Why have you choosen my name

Healers,

You didn’t tell me it before

Sinners,

Aren’t you punished for more

You think I’m all alone to follow this way

You think that I’m afraid to know that I’d soon be dead

You see we’ve never been sheltered from tragedies

Just open your eyes, watch the realities

What can we do ?

What can we say ?

We just can pray : we’re face to face with death

I’m gonna see my ennemi

I am a dead man on his way to hell

To die is a custom !

Satan,

You always ruled my life

Thanks to you,

It’s easy to survive

My God,

I’m not the one to blame

Rubbish :

The result is the same

What do you think when you gonna die tomorrow ?

What do you think when you know where you gotta go ?

Where are the promises of a longer and easier life ?

What will we be in our life after we died.?

What can we do ?

What can we say ?

We just can pray : we’re face to face with death

Elysian Fields are not for me

I am a lost soul on his way to hell

To die is a custom !

Break :

I see a light : the end of the tunnel

I’m going down in the entrails of the earth

I’m in a lost world, a land of misery

There is no words to explain what…

…oh what i feel again

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Motherfuckers,

I’m in your prison-cell

Howlers,

Your voices into my brain

Do I deserve this agony ?

Do I deserve this pain ?

Can you protect me from eternity ?

I’m guilty, I’m insane

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What can we do ?

What can we say ?

We just can pray : we’re face to face with death