A deer devours another deer
Time infinite until a certain point
Forgotten by someone on a carousel
I got lost in ultramarine
I will become dust, scatter in the quagmire
I will go blind faster than I am seen
I will be trampled faster than my voice is heard.
I fear the world around me, I fear people — they kiss evil, blessing it to the bone.
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I fear my native language — it is the language of murderers, yet the whole world embraces those who will come to kill them later.
And somewhere in my soul the Star of David burns — you will have to crucify me to take it away.
I do not believe in god, I believe in souls, but no one wants to listen to me.
As if I speak in an animal language, and only those created from the same parts as I understand me.
Eyes are a forest, soul is wind, emotions are an ocean.
I am something that will be forgotten and erased like hundreds like me, flame will consume,
they will pierce my hands and feet — I fear people more than what awaits at the end of the road.
