Cold Corridor

That my existence escaping from pale heaps
that existence couldn't find light
in foggy and demolished city
and walked alone in cold bodies
Deep dark met
with deceptive lie of holy hymns
I escaped and was alone again,everybody left
the life
Dark,long and narrow corridors thrown
Hearing whisper cold and
alone as death
Rise in your violence, rise in your hate!
Icy roads weren't
guility,when my existence saw the eyes on the endless paths.
The pale bodies by death is processing and waiting under the gray clouds
A voice in dark calls
me
To sad springs and destroyed past
Icy roads weren't guility,when my
existence saw the eyes on the endless paths.
The pale bodies by death is
processing and waiting under the gray clouds