Dit is iets wat ik effe vluchtig heb geschreven...
Just like the moon I shall rise and fall
Just like the moon I try to light up the darkness
Just like the moon I am being watched
Just like the moon people wonder if I was ever really alive
But other than the moon, the happiness of others disgusts me
When I see happy people, I look away
When someone talks to me, I tell them to fuck off
If I actually were the moon, I would've already crashed into the Earth
And with my burning hunger for revenge
I would've consumed the souls of the innocent
FOr innocent people don't excist...
The only thing that is real is the burning anger that keeps slicing my soul apart!!!
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Dit is misschien de laatste kans, kom mee en vlucht met mij! En dans met mij de laatste dans, dan ben je eindelijk vrij!
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