Your eyes are widely open
But you can’t see the light.
It’s daubed with pain and loathing
That’s crawling from your sight.
Now everything is blurring
Through thoughts inside your head.
Surrounded by darkness
You wish this world was dead.
No one will light the candle,
Your soul is always bleak
And bastard human beings
Were born to make you sick.
It’s silence in your conscience
When bloodshed daubs your hand.
This rotten world of zombies
Is floating to an end.
You daubed your life with tears.
You daubed it all alone…
Don’t seek reconciliation
Inside your heart of stone.
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