To Die Is Not To Die

Shoulder to shoulder
Fucked in front of me
Poor, sick and dead
Want only a lap
A harbouring place
Where tired, fucked and hungry
Run away from hunger and pain
To die is not to die
We are the rest of those
That we destroyed onde day
We are the rest of those
Is doesn't help to stop and cry
Stay bleeding
It's true
Make your world again
Because mine
Is already made
And nobody is alone
So we are
So imperfect
In the middle
On the path
Washing what we were not
To die is not to die
To die