I'm the soul fooled by all.
Everytime I try to rise I fall.
Everytime I touch the moon I know,
my happiness is but a breakable straw.
No compass can lead me to the right way.
At the end of all roads I am always the prey.
I'm a human who is unhumanly treated.
I am the soul who's savagely greeted.
I'm the one whom you can easily wreck,
then put a chain around my bleeding neck.
I'm the one whom you can dig your nails in her skin;
no punishment in torturing her for it's not a sin.
Stab me stab me for I have no blood,
previous stabs consumed it in a flood,
and sorry, you won't find any flesh to slay,
predators and hunters strained them in a fray.
I'm the one who can't differ cold from sun.
I'm the one studded with bullets of a gun.
If you want to find me, I'm tortured and bloody,
but there is No place for another arrow in my body.
Everytime I try to rise I fall.
Everytime I touch the moon I know,
my happiness is but a breakable straw.
No compass can lead me to the right way.
At the end of all roads I am always the prey.
I'm a human who is unhumanly treated.
I am the soul who's savagely greeted.
I'm the one whom you can easily wreck,
then put a chain around my bleeding neck.
I'm the one whom you can dig your nails in her skin;
no punishment in torturing her for it's not a sin.
Stab me stab me for I have no blood,
previous stabs consumed it in a flood,
and sorry, you won't find any flesh to slay,
predators and hunters strained them in a fray.
I'm the one who can't differ cold from sun.
I'm the one studded with bullets of a gun.
If you want to find me, I'm tortured and bloody,
but there is No place for another arrow in my body.
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