9#57 - No Tomorrow
9#58 - The Good Shepherd
9#59 - Your Last Sigh
9#60 - When Blacksheep Became Vulture
9#61 - Symbol of Opposition
9#62 - Kill Your Ego
9#63 - Red Light

9#57 - No Tomorrow
every day is my last day,
no tomorrow
no god, no faith, no hope
the black sheep
the rotten apple
the undesirable guest
the third uncomfortable
the last idiot
but I'm not follower

9#58 - The Good Shepherd
The good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep. (John 10:11) 
The black sheep hasn't master,he hasn't herd, he has only his ideas
A good shepherd looks for a lost sheep
the black sheep find oneself and he find the world
A good shepherd is the guide for the herd
the black sheep is the guide for the Enlightenments
A good shepherd cries is a sheep dies
the black sheep remembers every cross in his heart
A good shepherd determine where is the bury a sheep
the black sheep decide when he'll die

9#59 - Your Last Sigh
I feel I feel
I feed my self 
I felt you soul again 

your
last
sigh

empty verse,empty mind

tonight is gray
I fall again
I come down
I fade away

for my for my self
to my to my self
for my for my self
to my to my self
 
your
last
sigh

9#60 - When Blacksheep Became Vulture
the first blacksheep escaped from the herd, now is a vulture, able to fly,
able to die 
none in the herd knows where the sheep has been, but they know he is free. the freedom to live is the 
freedom to die

9#61 - Symbol of Opposition
i'm a black sheep
symbol of opposition
I'm landing 
in your face 
with a clog
I tell you
what you don't 
never listen
I'll color
your white hope 
with a pitch black
I bash to bits 
your security
I put to zero 
the needle of your life
now you are free
those who will not follow  
are doomed to lead

9#62 - Kill Your Eg
hatred outlives the hateful
rage outlives the death
Stubborn
grudge is selfishness
kill your ego
kill your ego

The only thing flows faster than the water is the grudge.



9#63 - Red Light
this sad veil fades away
i see all colors, 
I've never seen.
Shiva leaves
Brahma comes.
the red light 
increases the symmetry
in own word 
of perfection
I lose my way 
in your arms