The evil's shine. (an abstract dream)

I hear the shotgun through the trees
scold me
here is the warning that the devil
made the rules
I'm panning anything a abstract dream
I know the shotgun always have me in sight

And this garbage is gold appearing near the root
a good excuse to break my shelter in the trees
I'm panning anything a abstract dream
but I try to disobey this fucking rules

Into the jungle you have the only lesson learn
you need a heart of stone to hit your cold blood
They killed my best friend and threw his body to vultures
I'm used to never grieve since I'd buried him

I long long time, I survived by a thread
no way, no matter and I've tried to turn the trick
the devil still trying my blood every day
this plague never ever will get into my head
when I remind my kids fades scary cliffs

That night I prayed to God and I'd improvised
a wooden cross
'm sure I'll never put my feet in this hell again
I'm panning anything a abstract dream
I just need what is mine! my dear boss