Chance (shans)

I am 29 years old and I know how to breath
I know how to fill a cup drink it all and wait
I know how to tear the veils of white women
while the night is crawling close to the morning

I heard that my task is to sell
everything what I am and what I want to become
to pack it so clever as I can
so I could get the highest price

and this is my only chance to survive

I am 29 years old and i think I will recognize
the moment when it is time to slow down in learning how to fly
I know the laws of twilight silence
and still there is no rest sin or not sin

I heard that my task is to be able
to bake the cake and by tricking get the whip
and to start to sing so sweetly
that the machines will burst with copper

and this is my only chance to survive

written by atmoravi
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from record CHERTOPOLOH / NA PROVODE