Mistrust

Айзек Гончаров
So good. I'm choking lust.
You say: «I feel your pain».
«I hear heavy rain».
So, do… you feel the same?
How much?! How much mistrust?

The hatred burns inside.
In front of me is sort
of madness. F*ckin' god!
But I'm alive — or not?
Behold. My sin is pride!

I hate the light. Now see?
My pride is just my sin.
And soul. I need to win
to broke the cage within.
We all is born be free!

Now see? Bad dreams come true.
Now see!? You stupid c*nt!
To live, to bear the brunt,
to lead the gory hunt!
But you are broken too…

I want you to kill me!
Deadgod's corrupting gold.
I wanna hurt this world.
I want you to be cold
(and never disagree).

Гончаров А.С.
2020