Yurodivy Citizen
Look around and you will see them, the drowned, the sick, the slain. Convinced to be still alive while they're rotting with no pain, wandering in these cities, pretending that life is a party
Finger crossed to stay here as long as they can be, poor guy aimless crying every day before sleeping, you'll understand too late, or maybe never. Wandering in these cities, cause that life is a party until the end. I shouldn't be there, what am I become?
A shadow of myself, just a animal, in a cage