Living the life
Finding the love
With peace or strife
In or out of behove
I am lying in cold
Bloodless and all white
But I am bold
Because tonight I will fight
Surrounded by this darkness
Lonely and tired of light
Left energy is all I harness
I will do it with all my might
Of all the superstitions
Black cats or voodoo dolls
Its the part of the traditions
Can't you see the walls?
Neither sweet nor sour, just unique
Nothing like this I have tasted
Just hear me as I speak
Your entry in my life is not wasted....
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