In between the spaces they thought they should offer themselves as soft breaks, as an act of kindness to a world left behind they allowed themselves the privilege of sharing some thoughts (they understood as useful) with the kids of tomorrow.
I have said some words of wisdom,
I have shown you some pride,
I've been dreaming a lot for the acts of being faithful
It isn't that much of a pride i have!
I could see your accomplishments and appreciate them well,
I am up for your freedom,
this freedom out of hell in hell!
I appreciate the lack of love and trust into what's real;
I feel the same:
Don't wake me to your cruel realities, please,
let me sleep!
Let me sleep, let me allow myself the sleep of a lifetime
spent in peace and harmony,
Make a mother that suffered too much feel better about herself,
make a soul that was sacrificed but kept alive
make a living upon the choices of losing hell...
make a living wherever you wanted to be.
I will always remember
with a smiling gesture,
be it hidden inside or revealed to the wonderful people we "never cared" for.
I cannot like this blaming more than I
If one cannot stand to be blamed for something ugly and bad
they should find their ways to
get funny, honey and mad,
bad, sad, bad,
I am talking nothing but sandy sand.
Belle, this SenDy,
A splendour for the shy
I don't care that you know everything about who I am and what I did!
I will never blush in front of any hypocrite.
I will be stronger than those rocks on the cliffs I admire
and brighter, sharper, sometimes cruel,
depending on the fuel:
just like the fuel you intoxicated me with
I'll be showing the fight against it!
God ... Sorry! - Wait a minute, I'm not!
Confusing a thing, not confused as you might think;
I want myself strong and bright enough to enjoy,
I want myself good enough for the show.
For not being a little too kind with her story of life.
Who's to blame for that, I don't know!
She was trying to put the blame on no one at all.
Do you know how it feels when God feels sorry himself for losing someone great?!
Never make a God feel that angry again!
Perhaps that's why!
You never listened, you never helped!
You treated as cowards the ones who would help and do something!
You were never there for anyone else in particular,
only some friends.
Oh! I was confused! Always thought that the friends did it all for her!
Too sorry to have informed her of the fraud of a god she had:
a dealer of blood,
You should have fun now in the house of that Count!
He isn't a problem, he isn't around
and we're all grateful!
- She wasn't the one to contribute to all our fun!
It was time for us to move on since she tried to go on and make it fun
as we know it.
Even I felt too sorry for that!
What can I say, your religion was bad,
Don't try to forgive me,
don't try to destroy
the life we could have had,
the one we both care for.
It is about your life and future!
It is about our lives, and our future.