Songtext von I Couldn´t Thought Of a Better Title

The true is who lives in the true Died in the misery. The true is the oldest hangman Reckless and cruel dearly paid. The true is a sharp knife In the hands of a child. The true is uninvited guest The red hot metal on a naked body. The true is fool whome no one Takes seriously. The true is unwritten death sentence A bitter tear of regret. The true is stamped and twisted Hidden or overlooked but not dead.