Why do they call blue to the gray sky, why do they speak with twisted words when they say my name?
Why do I seem to frighten today the ones that I made a pact with, just yesterday and the day before?
How can the heart that is as dark as the own darkness, dare to come and say that I am like a snake?
Aren't we partners? Aren't we accomplices?
Because now man wants to pretend to be a gentleman when it was his own spear who killed his own children?
Why do they paint me in hell alone if they go to bed and get up along with me?
I may be the drug, the dagger but he is the addict, the assassin. I am only his witness.
But that poor man, wants also to be my unfaithful accuser.

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