Carried by the winds of torment
Irritated by the sounds of infirmity
I fall into endless abyss
Where my soul pulverize
Wandering where life has vanished
I ramble between monuments of death
Hell is where I stand now
Suddenly I understand
We are slaves of our lives
Slaves we are after death
For that we are created
On those we are condemned
FOREVER!
Innocent emotions
In timeless space
Only silence can be heard
Dilapidated graveyard appeared before me
Graves of exiled souls
Cages without exit
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