Atlantuya spreads
her wings
In death she wants
her pound of flesh
She hasn’t left
Malaysia where she was murdered
Now she opens her
eyes to seek her vengeance
The murderers are
still free
One has
hallucination of himself
Spewing crab of
lies to cover other lies
In time he doesn’t
know what he is talking
Every lie will link
to the first lie
There is no way to
escape the spinning tales
Along the way
Atlantuya will wait her time
She has all
eternity to take her pound of flesh
The air of her
perfume
Spreading in the
wind
The murderers are
quivering in fear
The dark shadow will
appear
The police may not
reopen the case
It doesn’t mean the
end of the sad story
The AGC may want to
find the truth
Before the file is
permanently close for good
One person is
talking his tales
The spinning of his
story hitting no where
In his mind he
stills see the dark smile
“I want my pound of
flesh”
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