No one returns

There’s only sorrow on my path
Elusive time is ticking out
I’m coming closer to death 
No one will answer if I shout

Infernal fire burns my face
Heartbeat is getting very slow
I’m praying daily for the grace
But chilling fear seems to grow

I can’t stop falling in this deep.
Who said that our God is fair?
It’s not a very pleasant trip
I guess: no one returns from there…

25.03.04


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