Cruel Heaven

autor:  Aleksander Pasek
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Give me my fear
Please give it back
The angels are near
They breathe down my neck

Give me my sorrow
Return it to me
Today or tomorrow
Just please let it be

Give me my hatred
Let it wash over
Love's so overrated
Do not even go there

I'm bad, need my fury
Can't do otherwise
Before a grand jury
Will occur my demise

Mustn't live without lust
I don't need heavens peace
You won't find me adjust
Nor loose sleep over this

I like living in shame
It's like mantra to me
No one is there to blame
This is me, can't you see

Return also my guilt
Let me swim in it's current
Giving head a slight tilt
With no safety, no warrant

Heaven may be a bad thing
For one prone to misery
Squeezed by angelic wing
Cause this is mystery

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