Предательство

I'm trying to betray you. Does not work.
This chain is from the soul to the palm of your ends.
I'm trying to leave, but without permission.
How ridiculous... you make the decisions.
 
I still think that...
...I can do without attention.
Without looking back, without loyalty. Without repentance.
And whether who knows. I want to try.
But with the hope that the chain will not break...
and I don't die…