"Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Did he who made everything, really wanted to make me?"
W. Blake
I will often. no I will always bless
That name of yours
And I thank for the kicking
My love from yourself.
Oh, how I wonder living lonely (now)
But that`s my way.
I neednt see you, still much love you,
That`s for your salvation.
Now I don`t love `cos I don`t live
That peace I payed so well
`Cos the state is to me most precious
Pain for me was everywhere (Burp)
Even thought I getting freezing
For long part of time
Oh I got more life that they can guess
I`ll stay same through reincarnations.
But you`re in danger if I revived
And nocked up on your door
`Cos I must come, I had to see how
You`re life`s turning on.
He kissed you and than left you
Fantasy was split.
You`re not for mariage, not for burring
Jesus is your home
REF I:
Evolution you can feel it
But you`re evil, you won`t stop it
You`ll continue with no turning
I just pray for kids
REF II:
Evolution, evolution,
I`m so tired, cutting bustards
Every hour, and with your help
(I have less to live)
(No longer, not for long).
Dedicated to Mirjana
Did he who made everything, really wanted to make me?"
W. Blake
I will often. no I will always bless
That name of yours
And I thank for the kicking
My love from yourself.
Oh, how I wonder living lonely (now)
But that`s my way.
I neednt see you, still much love you,
That`s for your salvation.
Now I don`t love `cos I don`t live
That peace I payed so well
`Cos the state is to me most precious
Pain for me was everywhere (Burp)
Even thought I getting freezing
For long part of time
Oh I got more life that they can guess
I`ll stay same through reincarnations.
But you`re in danger if I revived
And nocked up on your door
`Cos I must come, I had to see how
You`re life`s turning on.
He kissed you and than left you
Fantasy was split.
You`re not for mariage, not for burring
Jesus is your home
REF I:
Evolution you can feel it
But you`re evil, you won`t stop it
You`ll continue with no turning
I just pray for kids
REF II:
Evolution, evolution,
I`m so tired, cutting bustards
Every hour, and with your help
(I have less to live)
(No longer, not for long).
Dedicated to Mirjana