In the lonesome hours, when it hurts
I breathe by violence, folded in silence
I lost into discovered, washed out the reasons
Empty future I see, this is my reality
Wеre are the losers, dead without intelect...
In a world of hellish monsters I have to fill with respect
Counterfeit creatures cure the anger
Despair in my head, despise the death
Instinctive aggression throw me back
Helpless convulsions - empty world, black
My boring memories are forgotten long ago
It's hard to walk with life long been sold ...