Dood / Geen Thema / Geen Thema
I slept toningt , and hade the strangest dream.
I was dead, and my body floated down a stream.
I felt the fish eating me, and the birds picking out my eyes.
Each stabing of ther beacks, the ate what i have seen as just a other lie.
The fish keep eating me, this body, when young, thought he could never die.
Upside down, tost around, beneeth the waves i start to drown .
I move my arms and try to swim, in my sleep a silent scream, this dream is all to grim.
The river turning red ,am i realy dead? or laying safely in my bed?.
A thousend fish feasting on this corps, a singel raven in the sky flys away whit just one lie.
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