Ghastly wounded and tormented
Gotta remember bad things too to not forget
In every blank paper I still imagine my family
And a good ending after a dreadful toil
Never-ending shedding of meat and blood
As long as I ensnare into this torment
World lose its colors
Each morning sorrow renews
My heartbeat rumbles into my mind
Slowly I feel becoming one of the many shades of the dark
Flesh is becoming the cage of the soul