For that viper that grows inside your head
she remains there waiting to be fed
self made parasite speculating about the end
I ask you
Can you forgive her ?
Back into the womb of this holy woman
else pregnant of an enire breed
of men afraid to create, to take place and to proceed
I ask you
Can you forgive them ?
They promised me a miracle
a private god for me to hold
Can you forgive me ?
They promised me a miracle
someone to really love
Can you forgive me ?
Your handmade god
is back into your womb
Is it right to indulge on an ecstasy
of creating a god that sees what I see,
looks exactly like me, rather what I wanted to be
Can you forgive me ?
For that viper that grew inside my head
for having betrayed you so well
Can you forgive me ?
They promised me a miracle
when all my crimes will be just one
but now is gone
They promised me a miracle.
Back to your womb it feels so cold.
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