Monotonous reality, like a stone crushes me imprisoned under pressure I try to catch one's breath blood boils in my head, and body sweats there is not escape from here, lying there, on the bottom i can't move myself. there already isn't me. someone tread me again, this is all I gotta say death got me in its clutches, the terrible grip strangles me half-conscious I've hope, It will be successful exit from here why do, I feel so rotten,let someone say, me at last if my life has to, look so without the breath. imprisoned I've still called, let somebody draws me at last from here, i've had enough it. i've had enough it.