Sweet Freedom
Angry insane thoughts
Don’t you trust me?
Give me my freedom
My bitter freedom
Give me freedom
You will never give me freedom
I will try until I cease no more
I want freedom
It is my destiny
I need to live before I get that freedom
Serpent eyes
Don’t touch me
Let me go
Don’t you trust me?
I am bitter truth
Your ruin
Your end
Living in my blood
I am your successor
Your lineage
But I want to be free
I am not young anymore
Let me be free
A shot bird in blood
Let me be free
Angels resent me
For your wish
Don’t you trust me?
You're right – I don’t trust you either.
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