Beneath my feet
Above my head
Souls of my undead
Call my name.
And seek my soul
A their thoughts
Intercourse with mine.
Fear and hatred
Love and jealousy
Crimes they have done
And the innocents of some
Fill my head and confuse me so
I forget who I am
And where I am from
Lost her among the dead and forgotten
One of them I become
Buried alive above the ground
I march in sink with their chants
And damned to search this place
And damned to have lost my life
With only one shot
I sought a vein
And ended my charade
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