Our hunger
transience lies at madness
time I meet seem!
black before the final destruction of reality dies
blasphemous Satan reminds you of you
any escapes death painfully gloomy man
probably my fight with the full world of night
because the wind still admires loneliness
if someone runs away from redemption helpless!
lost ghosts run away from shadows
no one is watching with fear illusion cleaning
a broken hand...