The heretic thoughts of love and death
Made Judas commit a certain act
And that mystic story of death of God
Hopelessly screaming: „It’s a fraud!”
When we suddenly became facebook friends
You didn’t know what are my tends
And rope of hope for afterlife
Made you kiss my cheeks goodbye
And devil was never so necessary as he was then
All the love that’s around world
Was secretly hidden in Peter’s sword
While Van Gogh’s ear was on it’s place
We found the truth we have to face
But narrative just took some twist
And made some scars there on your wrist
Because you felt like God who’s got bored with this world
The heretic thoughts of love and death
Made me think of Judas’ act
Which helped the God to kill himself
Without needing his own „self“
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