There i see the rising sun
And a brand new day has begun
Hurray, again, i am the first to see
No roof, there is, that covers me
The streets, i hit again
My motto is some monetary gain
Red lights
Green lights
Yellow…
Gray oxygen, i breath
Outside the black windowed limo’s and audi’s
I stand holding a balloon,
My brethren are walking dead fetuses
Born with hearts but without souls
Only one line on their hands
Of black destiny…
I represent
The nakedness of a whining tattered mankind
Gangraped everynight
By the insane bastards of a hungry stomach
Cursed with an orgasm of unfulfilled desire
I go to sleep
To be witness to the joke of the rising sun
Again…
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