Suited In Red

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