Hell On Earth

The Murder Of My Sweet

Compositor: Daniel Flores and Angelica Rylin

Humans, humans think they are free
It's an illusion
If they only knew the real truth
No one would work, eat or sleep
Blind as bats they live their lives in their perfect homes
Fully convinced that hell simply does not exist
A trick of course is that I'm the proof of it
Me?
I'm just a drifter
Can a simple petal of a daisy decide my faith?
He loves me
He loves me not

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