Wow, i’m sick of my heart aching Living life without the colours in me Faith has lost it’s sole meaning For those who lost obedience to it You’re my evangel, i don’t need salvation You’re an angel, who needs the other kingdom? You’re my divine constellation My world doesn’t spin Unless i think of you when i drink My world doesn’t spin Until i get dizzy and i cease to be I’ve seen enough cruelties People don’t have gospels, only gossips “Believers” they call themselves, only heretics None of those will get into heaven, nobody I lost them years ago, i don’t need the keys You’re my evangel, i don’t need salvation You’re an angel, who needs the other kingdom?
inspired from a spoken word poetry called “a feast of friends” by jim morrison