"Never Die Alone."

"Every morning lecture me

Yes there is a chandelier in my room

That stirs every shadow

And I welcome that silence

The confines of an open field

Makes my Mud Cement

Concretely my prayers

But what are the prayers?

I'm an atheist

Miracles do not depend

And the luck did not understand

With great astuteness to offend

Kiss of a convicted

Put to sleep

Covered in your robe sweet

Done child who returns to the womb

Peering out of the bubble

You bring the desire for choice

But he turned and I was incomplete

And me without anyone to contemplate

Now look where it sleeps?

Summarizes my chances

A whole world at my fingertips

Or a whole world within reach of this thief?

... I do not know. "