I loved.
That was my crime.
Nobility gets you nowhere.
Exhaustion is upon me,
and release is all I ponder.
I was hated.
No other crime than loving one another.
I fought my indictment.
Successful only to run into my next.
Only to repeat myself yet again to no one who will listen.
I imagine this to be a nightmare.
Why can't I wake up?
Why can't it end?
That was my crime.
Nobility gets you nowhere.
Exhaustion is upon me,
and release is all I ponder.
I was hated.
No other crime than loving one another.
I fought my indictment.
Successful only to run into my next.
Only to repeat myself yet again to no one who will listen.
I imagine this to be a nightmare.
Why can't I wake up?
Why can't it end?