Stop Dancing Upon My Grave
Walk upon my grave
With smiling face
Satisfy your greed
Socket spirit
My Heart is Burning among flames of grief
But you will never care
Go on dancing upon bloody spirit
Celebrate your own glory
For my wounds don't you ever worry
Don't you ever feel sorry
This is how jungle world always meant to be
While dancing upon my aches enjoy your strength
You are the hero of the world of fake
Who's creator is you
Celebrate your glory
For others ache you don't worry
Enjoy your strength
While watching others ache
Entertain your socket soul
While using poor peoples weakness
For your own interests
Your spirit is bared from God's grace.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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