Do you remember your foul face?
I ask myself before the very night.
Do you remember whom you chase
And whom you want to place ahead of sight?
I ask myself of who I am
And whom I see in dreams and thoughts of mine.
Betrayed by him, destroyed by sham,
I wonder how to live if I have died.
Do you remember your false soul?
I ask myself before to fall asleep.
Do you remember when you turned to coal
A spirit that was sheerer than a sheep?
I cry and make my heart refilled
With tears of penance of exiled ghost.
But this forlorn wail ain't reveal
A skin less darker than an overroasted toast.
Do you remember your time's passed?
I ask myself before to close the eyes.
How will you feel when body rests,
What will you say onto the other side?
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