Thy Crime

(dedicate to Charles G. Hamilton, a silent man, the strange one, R.I.P. 1982 - 2005)

god gives them the chance of living,
and i watch them die,
with no reason, with no passion.
let my flesh speaks, if you're a believer.
this is not me, you look in the mirror,
close your eyes and see me as a spunkie.
don't imprison the man, who haven't got any chance...,
for living !