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Looking at the terrific sky

I see ghosts of my dead ancestors

The shout warning me

Warning of the future

Made in hell creature

With a horrible face and cruel intentions

Keeping hands up calls world

To kill and force

Waiting for the end

Cruel creature is angry

Its clatches are in my mind

Violence forces my mind

I became a slave of evil

I want to escape from this world

Join my ancestors

But power of evil still exists

I don't have power to run away

Surrounding me crowl yelds

Goes down for a moment

Fear is in my mind

Darkness covers all the world

Through the dark i see the ghost

This is medium steering my brain

Slaves of horrible medium

Never will touch a peace

Waiting for the end