pulapeczka na sramerow
The Last Breath of Madness
The blood on my hands
Is the sign of your victory
I have killed your enemy again
I must have done this although it was not exactly what I wanted
I feel the breath of your madness
We are the creators of this massacre
I am the executor
You are the initiator
When I look in the mirror
I see someone whom I stopped to be
In reality
It is you who did it
Enormous weakness comes over
Me everyday
I cannot get rid of
Your thoughts
I see only one solution
Of this situation
I must stop to be
For you not to last
You’ve lost yourself in self-confidence
You have not foreseen
The fact that they know
They found us thanks to traces
That I had left
There must have been the end someday
The shot ripped
My and your chest at the same time
We were the unity
But you were the one who always wanted more blood
The last breath of madness
Came from my mouth
We ended our lives together
I could not live normally
When you were always with me