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 Painful past, abandoned dreams I kill the blame, but it's all the same Growing depression, look inside Rage and fury, no beam of light
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