The black machination noiz surrounds me
with the dirty people by now.
Hatred, Resentment and Despair.
Suck the chaos reality and meaningless until blood dies.
Cannot disturb.
The rain cold is my tears
The rain falls on all my scars.
What I am?
What cannot i get away from here?
Look at the...
Under the moon rain
Under the moon rain
I hate myself and want to die