Every night and every day, in my dreams you always trying to find a path, you walk blind and silent because your soul is filth.
From that cage you cannot go out, you are beast doomed for dark without possibility of amnesty.
That is black river of your soul, and you drowning in all by yourself.
Can you see now, how big is the pain? Can you feel now, how your body becomes fool of disgrace?
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