unmerciful loneliness is driving me on
the unsavory country-side is preying upon my soul

despairing
endless run

this havoc junction the gate to hell is robbing all my strength
inexorable environment incomprehensible stench

despairing
endless run

from the mourning sun into the darkness
the gypsie’s curse is forcing me to walk along this streets
until the lunatic moon is full (and the nameless day appears)

no exit here no chance to turn just walking on and on
no charity no giving up until this game is won

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By Mementrax