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