Intro (Suicide)
Piotr Zienkiewicz, Jarosław “Mister” Misterkiewicz
I saw the sky
Who wanted to run away
From the contempt
I saw the sky
And broken beams of the sun
The wind
Was throwing with the second word
Perhaps it was the truth
Perhaps the false
I didn’t hear
I heard only
The scream of man
Who run away
From the false
And I saw his eyes
Swollen with the blood
And his body
As a leaf on the wind
In the realest pose
