A hundred disguises and a thousand lies
Make me a monster
A monster, I am afraid of
A monster, that I feed off
The burried cries and the broken ties
Make me a master,
A master who makes it rain out of the blue
A master who fails to tell and to listen to you
The endless defies for the evercoming deflies
Make me a marked one
Marked with a curse, that worsens the chaos
Marked with unseen scars, that carry the loss
The hushed sighs and the deviceing eyes
Make me a magician
A magician who knows to turn a scream into a laugh
A magician who tricks everyone without a staff
The unanswered 'whys' and the unexpected 'byes'
Make me a man
A man who was born and brought up to die
A man who will die while making naughts aurify
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