اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Breathing hard and slow in the darkness of the attic,
wrapped by the wave of chaos that succumbs my time.
Soon I lay down and I close my eyes....
And the devil under my bed fucks with his failed arguments.
My body walks on the same absurd circle
And the attic follows the hell,
rotten wood and vomiting guts during the autopsy of my feelings
Death looks smiling in that room,
Because one second already is too much for me,
It says to my ear the "world is damned"
To make me feel misery and to be part of the impurity.
