Did I wake up again
here to watch
Empty faces,
listen to promises
The taste of devil's piss
rolls in my mouth
It eats my will,
my desires
In my iron boots I go around
the mountain of abyss
The boy of winter in me
doesn't want to die
I'm searching for a place,
where it's quiet
peaceful...
I breath slowly,
the view is silent
Quietly, there isn't even a word being said
No talking!
The souls are resting
under the rocks
in tranquility
in peace
Surrounded by the birds' singing
and the verdant nature
Here I could stay...