P.U.S.

The End Of The Line

P.U.S.


That man who is on high 
Showing rules, only knows to speak 
A certain man, not even exist 
Die asking for, tears to cry 

The crown betray, everybody accepts 
Just for a coin, a soul I'll buy 
Your life isn't worthy 
To die, believe is enough... 

It's not good stop thinking 
It's not good smoking to forget 
Your law cannot weaken 
Your dreads won't forsake you... 

You cannot think about suicide 
Life's nice and on it there are beasts 
Here on earth telling us what to do 
Maybe in other life we can live 

After, after some time 
You see, evil is present 
Not satan, not christ 
Is the true, which is in front of you 

You search, na exit 
Which is not real 
Just a dream, and finnaly 
You wake up, and see that you never 
Stop dreaming!!!