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Shake yourself free from torpidity

Rub your eyes to see the nearness of insanity

Lightless corridors too winding

for the goal to be seen

Walls imbuead with blood

watch with silent reproach

Trapped in the maze of their own rage

Ground burns feet and hides

the curse of the age

Is there any chance to save humanity

When the only view is a rod

of your own cage...

Reload your gun bearing

on mind that the last bullet

is destined for you

Country underground

Oxygen is running out

In the day when the sun went out

Dripping water measures

persistence of time

Candle's burned down and I feel so tired

The limit of the common sense

allotted by barbed wire

It's our private war

Senseless as the true one

In the day when the sun went out

Killing is the only fun