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Behind bars, there I lay
Suited in red 
No man near by
To fight,to talk or to sympathize
Laying there between four dull walls
I live only for and by the memory of last night
My body shivers whenever the sound of the bullet cries again,
As if it's happening all over again
When I chose the sound of my anger
When I chose the way of my revenge
I pulled the trigger and there it goes
Every bullet went through,
Crashed hard his bones
Attacked silently his body
No Hesitation
No second thoughts
The only rush came in
Rush of thoughts pushed me through,
Every bullet counts,
counts for everyone he killed,
He killed are those I loved 
I cherished and I respected
The one went for his heart
was for my mother,
The one went through his brain
was for my father,
He laid there hopelessly,
The image just satisfied me
The more he bleed to death
The more power I feel
They deprived my freedom
They took the oxygen I breathe
But haven't they knew already
My freedom had no taste 
My oxygen had no life 
When all I breathe is anger
When all I think is revenge
My body shivers whenever the sound of the bullet cries again,
As if it's happening all over again,
My satisfaction craves the image of his hopelessly dead body,
yet the pain still grows, in the absence of them
in the absence of their love
in the absence of their presence,
I smile,I cry
In my those four walls now I belong,
Where it holds me in
shields me from my fears
Those four walls surrounding
became the only friendly ones
I tell my stories of love and faith
I tell my stories of death and shame
Behind bars, there I lay
Now and after for where I'm belong

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