Personal Jesus

No more birds to tell me what's right
No more crows to tell me what's wrong
No more reason for me to fight
No more reason for me to be strong

No more signs to make me believe
No more lies to make me naive
No more goals for me to achieve
No more souls for me to perceive

No more blood running though my viens
No more cure for my pains
No more torture in chains
No more immature blames...

just me and my personal self
just me and my prison in hell.

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