Scars

I cut me look like a star

I cut me because of war

I cut me for your proudness

cut cut cut it's for sadness

open the door to the blood

you know it is so good

a short moment of freedom

I'm sick about your kingdom

I hate this fucking world

about our sickness I scar

want tu cut me but I can't

I'm in pain, pain of society

what about a scary mind

the truth is false, I can't see

I know we're all blind

we make of blood a sea

don't judge me about my death

the blood, the hate in your eyes

kill me just to kill you

a fist in your head, juste see me bleeding

our days are counted....