Superstitions

Superstitions are doubts
Mapping the fate of those who believe
Or who are afraid
Lucky or unlucky?
The path to an alternative is superstition
Our lives are worth so little
We die more and more every minute
We are born at all times
But always from a new life
There is a new death

We were in the wrong place when it happened
I knew, I sensed
Do not believe it made die
We proved that we are dominated by luck
Or not?

Things turned against me
Broken promises
Lies about lies
Greed and hatred
Lust and lack of compassion
It's what makes me believe it
Superstition

Certain numbers may change my life
My hands show my future
Amulets are always with me
Now confidence is something I have

We were in the wrong place when it happened
I knew, I sensed
Do not believe it made die
We proved that we are dominated by luck
Or not?