You’re lost among the rocks of gray,
A stony wind has torn your mind,
And bloody souls are beasts of prey,
Who search for you… So deaf and blind
You’re in this kingdom full of pain,
Where screaming dreams are dead for ever
And mournful thoughts fill you with strain
And you find strength to bark them: “NEVER!..”
But crazy brain is filled with mud –
You’ve got under a poisoned rain.
Your life is like a drooping bud,
It’s fighting evil, but in vain…
Amen. The grave began its age,
The mind was caught in ‘stony cage.
11.01.1997