Alone in a huge machine
between jet-black blades
I believe in suffering
which was beared by the world's desolate
Fight against the grinder steel
In faith. Battle till twilight
My bleeding and tearing body
Suffering under me
Just words and empty
Books and tears…Nobody
standed beside me
They let me suffering
In decay…Hungry worms
My brothers, in this hungry world
Conscious living beings
they are growing fat of me
Alone In my own blood
Soulless beings beside me
My miserable shaking body
I'm drowning in my vomit |
