събота, 28 септември 2024 г.

Defeated

 Once powerful, now - defeated

Laying in my own blood

Treacherous feeling

Being smashed by the machine

The system of corrupted minds

Darkest hour

Darkest thoughts

And all the things considered

Waiting to go home

But even there there`s no peace

There`s no hope

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