BIBAHT
Yes, bibaht means deepest of sorrows
You could ever learn in your life
In language of nation, brought horror
To millions of those who are blind.
Yes, bibaht is pain, that, like spider,
Is torguing your heart in the net,
Or christian curse you can not hide from,
Or lost of the treasure you had.
Yes, bibaht is being separated,
Cut off from your future and past,
And feeling surrounded by hated
You dummies with souls, made of glass,
And bibaht is having same faces
Or wearing the same masks with them,
And searching your home in strange places,
Where priests blame you in sins and damn.
Yes, bibaht"s pretending and lying,
Seing nothing behind the night"s eyes,
Being falling when you must be flying,
Being senceless when you must be wise,
Buying miracles from the outlander,
Forgetting words you"ve must been said...
But is bibaht death you are scared of?
It"s happiness you must accept.