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I am your lord

I am what you want

I am unpicking you in the pieces

to make you langhting

Come and live with me

as I want you to live

Pray to us

to make yourself standing up.

The trips to the paradise

I let you touch

there, at the end of border of the dreams

I am your victory

Stop to look for the end

I am the merciful

a picture of your addiction to drugs

a victim of my friendship.

The last fly

I know you want it so much

Come with me in the bright of the stars

Where the servants are welcoming you

I’m your God

I get your conscience

So do not be afraid of shadows

They have all pleasures.

You do not know how go on in madness

So ask me

I help you and get right

your crying face

Come to bottom of a pit of a loneliness

where we find life

stroke his stalks

I’m writing a script for your dreaming book.

Get away your will to stop

that unnecessary thing

the extase of unknowing

what can amaze their world

Scream to your morning

modest pleasure

I’m able to accoplish everything

what you want

watering a flower is enough.