Zemsta
when wound
omnipresent my resignation, we strongly
meet the storm still hypocritical desire!
stranger kills the sun
mad as absurd destiny awaits in silence at the dead body z?udnego
probably is elusive
ruddy illusion is still empty!
destiny child admires
nobody spit fallen in abyss for blood
painful burning house
lie failed to meet the fear on my wound lethal reality!
and yet is still absurd lies...