Come like a ghost
With the wind
Come and take me
Until I sleep
Take me, while my
Sweet dream ends
Come
Kill me in my dreams
My future is a misery
Don’t let me wake up
I don’t deserve see the sun
Call the vultures for
My body
Let the ghosts to see
My tragedy
Cold barrel of a gun
Is for me a huge appeal
So let me die
Until I dream
By Thomas Tobias
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