Guilty! My sentence was read out.
They've lit the funeral pyre.
Now every day they will decide How I live, what air I'll breathe inside.

Guilty? But what is my crime? Did I not drink your cup to the end?
Ah...sorry, but you could not understand-
I know how to live, I know how to be dead.

Guilty! I live in defiance, I live in the void, Collecting soul fragments with my tears
I breathe bitter smoke, smiling in sadness
I hate inhibitions, I love extremes...

Guilty? Listen, I don't care!
I chose my own path a long time ago.
Believe me, I won't dance to your tune,
My spirit's free, like the stars, and the moon.

Year of creation: 2023
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