UTOPIA
I dream a living dream of what is the best, I try to escape the beasts around, I can't find a way from the cursed
pest, The body that dies from its very first sound.
I fight the cancer that eats within, If its not in my organs its in my skin, The mind has its beasts that prowl
around, until the carcass is in the ground.
I dreamed of the angels that carried me away, To live again another day.
|