I'm in a desert
I eat my flesh to survive
And drink the blood of suffering
I found no truth in myself
The soul is sick
The mind is lost
Confusion...
A sandless desert innerself
Show me people walking around
Seeking for some rest
Fighting against nothing touchable
My soul is sad
My mind spins
Depression...
I know flesh is weak
I know spirit must to grow
Why nobody help me?
Looking for my creator
Looking for the target
Waiting for the help
To scape from death valley
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