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Trapped from the lies

raped from innocent hands

sorro without sense

cowards behind aseptic masks.

Look at me mother, my hands are bleeding now

I haven't learnt how to stand sorrow

you wanted to save me from what you didn't know

but you put this cross on my shoulders.

Look at me mother from the depths of my abyss

(My hands arent's bleeding now)

this is not my reality

your embraces have suffocated me

untie my wings and let me fly away.

Trapped this is not my reality

sorrow without sense

I don't what to do with your fucked prayers

I don't what to do with your fucked lies.