I Am a Jail Man

I am a jail man

An independent, full of freedom, crashed
There is no life. The natural. Just blackmail
Snow White's packed science destroys life

Snow white psychology’s ash, gives dark
Kills sun, Kills God. Hope dead, no faith. Die
Where is life? It’s exiled. Rulers, devil minds

Oh, humanity! Why do you block your life?
Why are you putting limits on my life? Why?!
I don’t accept any of these degenerations

No, never, all of them artificial dead science
Programming souls? Psychologist cheetahs!
Spiritual Tarzans! Earth, planet of the apes!

Hmm, psychology, deleted ancient wisdom
Hmm, today is a sin to read the father’s words
Psychological steel cage, my life is unnatural

I met with Adam. He asked, did you see Eve?
No, you can’t find her! Even Satan trembles
There is no longer a living natural soul here

This is a jail, a mentally limited, regulated world
Psychology, psychology! Innovation of death
Mental prison, unconsciousness, laughing death

People feel for independence
Switched off minds

My contemplation recognizes
My jail in this life
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