Little Dead Bertha

The Pain In Your Face

Little Dead Bertha


The doubt and pain in your face 
Your dreams is break your soul misplaced 
And feel yourself is bad 
And in your look indifference of dead 
You not believe 
What can correct this all 

Leave your prayer Stand 
Your can be free 
In your brain Lie 
But this not obstacle for me 

Open your eyes and don't be sad 
Your hope is stupid as frankness of dead 
And you destroy this real 
And your not hear my hopeless appeal.